When a broken heart
In my head it’s dark
I am feeling hurt
Feelings bleeding out
Woah

Need your mouth to mouth
As the base gets loud
Let it pump my chest
As you do the rest
Woah

I came to the party
And the party’s on the floor
There’s a body on a body
And my body wants it all
Woah

Hurt
Hurt
Hurt

Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid

When I’ve lost the spark
Trouble’s back to back
Feelings bleeding out
Think I’m passing out
Woah

Need your mouth to mouth
As the base gets loud
Let it pump my chest
As you do the rest
Woah

Every single note
Is getting right into my bones
I came here by myself
But I will not come home alone

Won’t come home alone oh oh
Hurt

Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Don’t need any band aid
Music is my first aid
Music is my first aid

My currency is yen
My soul is Noterdam
Identity is vodka
I’m so confused like what the

My currency is dollar
My name’s from Kazanova
My soul belongs no where
Got nothing to declare

Until I find my home
There will be no time zone
I’ll fly between the layers
Won’t land into this chaos

I make some Hong Kong dollar
I see my face all over
My ads are everywhere
At you I always stare

Don’t have a president
That could be a good friend
Their faces of cement
Don’t have a good intent

My currency is rubble
Now you know I’m a rebel
I’m used to all the mess
It’s cheaper not to stress

Today among skyscrapers
Tomorrow I’m in Vegas
Next thing I’m in LA
To see Russian ballet

Sometimes your hear my accent
Sometimes it’s almost absent
I think in every language
My brain’s foreign sandwich

Black, white, yellow, brown
所有顏色都很捧
Ship plane car train
Соединяют всех людей
North east south west
В мире слишком много мест
Asia, Europe, Soviet Union
我識講很多語言