Paroles: Backyard Babies. Stockholm Syndrome. One Sound.

One sound one
Still lovin' it, BFG

One sound, one love
Something you should think of
We press charge, you press find
Find out my piece of mind

I love this game
Don't need a head start anymore
We sure became the breakout
Talk about meteor

So check your head
We got no distance
To the score, man

One sound, one love
Seismographic, fucked up
It's state of art my state of mind
Just lick my lips and grind

I love this game
Don't need a head start anymore
We sure became the breakout
Talk about meteor

So check your head
We got no distance
To the score, man

Once you're in you can't get out
The infinite roundabout
I dare you all

Gimme one sound, one love
Gimme all it takes
Communication, keep the faith
Blood in vein, love in wine
Bite my lip, one sound

I love this game
Don't need a head start anymore
We sure became the breakout
Talk about meteor

I love this game
Don't need a head start anymore
We sure became

One sound, one love
One sound, one love