Close your eyes to the sun
As you burn
As you whirl
Close your eyes to the world
As it burns
As it whirls
When I enter the scene they call my name
But there's nothing between us
This is all a tease, all a shame
They enjoy when I'm bleedin
Like a piece on a grid
Like a man on a bid
Being served as a treat for your pleasure
Running hard in your street
When I enter the scene I call your name
Cuz there's so much between us
This is all a tease, a love affair
I enjoy all those feelings
But I'm a piece on a grid
I'm a man on a bid
Being served as a treat for their pleasure
Running hard in their streets