I see everybody’s aura fading. They can’t be themselves without being anxious. Boxed amd piled up on cliches. Everyday you going through the maze. Keep running and running and running. But there’s no
Move. Push me and I'll give it right back (right back). You know that I love it like that (like that). Push me and I'll give it right back (yea). You know that I love it like that. We better move move
