Testo: Overload, overload, overload, Coming up to the, Oh stylo, (juice) Go forth, Blossom in your soul, When you know your heart is light, Electric is the love. When the mako flies, (a giant fish) Up from the bottom, In your eyes, Then I know the twilight skies, Are not so broken hearted. (from the end of the line) It’s … Continua a leggere