We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity
Too, oh
Hold on
Go slow
Lights out
Let go
Stay put
At ease
Breathe out
Then in
Oh no, no, no, no
There comes chaos
Reach out
Like me
Easily
Sucked in
When I dance
In disorder
Do I want to
Make sense at all
No, no, no
Not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity
Too, oh
Burn bridges
Lose ground
Bite the dust
For a while
Where's order
When it's needed
Do I want to
Make some at all
No, no, no, no
There comes chaos back
Oh no, no, no, no
Not this time, it
Comes and goes, comes and goes
Chaos is my second home
I don't mind where I land
As long as I'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity
We are sentimental animals
We are undercover criminals
We were meant to make a thing or two
Meant to break the laws of gravity
Too, oh