Lyrics: The Hundred in the Hands. Commotion.

Fade away
Blotto daylight
Latency

Holding on
Got potential
Wait and see

Irritation
Expectation

Bridge to break
Still time to make it
Rile me up
And you make me wait
Bridge to break
Still time to make,
Got time to make it

Cold love,
You loosen my alignments,
Oh I
Lie when I say I won?t go down

Can?t get enough
Of your commotion
Oh I
Measure my length along the ground
The ground
The ground
The ground

Cool, quiet provocateur
Killing time,
Stirring it up

Hooligan
Quite inciting
Skin you?re in

But you
But you
But you
Can?t nick the nick
Can?t nick the nick

You rile me up
And you make me wait
Rile me up
And you make me wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Got time to make it

Cold love,
You loosen my alignments,
Oh I
Lie when I say I won?t go down

Can?t get
Enough of your commotion
Oh I
Measure my length along the ground
The ground
The ground.

She wants it strange in love
She goes, uptight on her head
And comes down hard again
She goes, uptight on her head
And comes down hard again
Hard again.
She wants it strange in love
She goes, uptight on her head
And comes down hard again
She goes, uptight on her head
And comes down hard again
Hard again,

Cold love,
You loosen my alignments,
Oh I
Lie when I say I won?t go down

Can?t get enough
Of your commotion
Oh I
Measure my length along the ground
The ground
The ground
The ground