Slow Chemical - Finger Eleven
The wonder of the world is gone
I know for sure
All the wonder that I want I've found in her
As the hole becomes apart I strike to burn
And no flame returns
Every intuition fails to find it's way
One more table turned around and back again
Finding I'm more lost than found
When she's not around
When she's not around I feel it coming down
Give me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical
When everybody wants you
When everybody wants you
Slow slow
When everybody wants you
Slow slow
When everybody wants your soul
Give me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical