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Something wild: Supermassive Black Hole

Supermassive Black Hole - Muse 🎢

Perfect song for going crazy for a just few minutes. Let the energy flow. The instrumentals in the song are just fantastic. Yeah baby, yeah!



Lyrics:

Ooh baby, don't you know I suffer
Ooh baby, can't you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses
How long before you let me go

Ooh, you set my soul alight
Ooh, you set my soul alight

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the...
(Ooh, you set my soul...)
Into the supermassive

I thought I was a fool for no one
Ooh baby, I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
How long before you tell the truth

Ooh, you set my soul alight
Ooh, you set my soul alight

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the...
(Ooh, you set my soul)
Into the supermassive

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the supermassive
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstar's sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(Ooh, you set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the
(Ooh, you set my soul...)
Into the supermassive

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

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