Nervous Tics (feat. Holly Walker) (DJ Tennis Remix|Remix)

On balance I'd take

'nother emotional crisis

over your slow pulse rate

I'm picking up more nervous tics

you're staying inside

playing dead

And every time a dog barks

it's a bomb dropping over head

You control your breathing

but you can't control

what you're feeling for me

Can't control

what you're feeling for me

Can't control

what you're feeling for me

Can't control

what you're feeling for me you know

More graphic nightmares

and I could make that better

but you won't let me

don't dare

So on balance I'd say

this type of ultra coldness

is the worst kind of shade

I'm picking up more nervous tics

you're staying inside

playing dead

So all this long wave silence

can we please put it to bed

You control your heart rate but you can't shut down

You control your breathing

But you can't control

What you're feeling for me

Can't control

What you're feeling for me

Can't control

What you're feeling for me

Can't control

What you're feeling for me you know