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Vintage Tech,
Out Of My Hands,
Love is a crutch for the easily moved
A cliché, a record that´s stuck in the same groove
Like a painting that hangs on a museum wall
Love is a relic, a concept that doesn´t mean anything at all
So what´s my excuse
When I tremble at the sight of you
How do I explain
When all my devenses are falling like rain I get
Shocked when I feel this feeling
All my senses reeling
Shocked because I´m falling in love
That´s the last thing I suspect my heart of
I get shocked
I´m tired, I´m wired, I can´t even sleep
I can´t get control of a feeling that goes this deep
Irresistible impulses flooding my brain
My head´s overflowing with all thise emotions
My heart just can´t contain
So what do I do
I can think of nothing else but you
So what do I say
When all my defenses are melting away, I get
Shocked when I feel this feeling
All my senses reeling
Shocked because I´m falling in love
That´s the last thing I suspect my heart of
I get shocked
I felt at home with this distance
I´ve tried to meintain
But love´s breaking my resistance
And calling me out from behind my own pain
Shocked when I feel this feeling
All my senses reeling
Shocked because I´m so much in love
That´s the last thing I suspect my heart of
I get shocked
