Second Chance - Kill J

I don’t understand why you don’t turn me on

Lean my head back, fall into the flow

Feeling numb from my head to toes

You’re a cool kid and I’m frosty to the bone

So together, but so alone

I am shaking, string me along

I got skills, chasing thrills

Sleeping pills, hotel bills

Overkill, overkill

Overkill

You’re my second chance for a real romance

But I don’t wanna dance, I don’t wanna dance

I can’t feel my hands, I can’t feel my hands (No)

You’re my second chance for a real romance

But I don’t wanna dance, I don’t wanna dance

I can’t feel my hands, I can’t feel my hands (No)

I got an XO to quench powder blue

There’s no time, only residue

Naked boys in my hotel room

I do what I want and they do what I tell them to

Ten dimensions of sonic pools

Playing strings, playing every tune

Flesh and bone, stellar waist

But we’re mostly empty space

Empty space, empty space

Empty space

You’re my second chance for a real romance

But I don’t wanna dance, I don’t wanna dance

I can’t feel my hands, I can’t feel my hands (No)

You’re my second chance for a real romance

But I don’t wanna dance, I don’t wanna dance

I can’t feel my hands, I can’t feel my hands (No)