Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Jet. Shaka Rock. K.I.A..

I live in the middle of a combat zone
And I'm too scared to pick up the phone
I went to the market to fill up my heart
Now I'm in a coma state of the art

It goes, aha, aha, aha
I ain't there, aha, aha, aha
This ain't fair, aha, aha, aha
I ain't scared, aha, aha, aha, aha, aha

I live out of state in a mobile home
I put my hands on a cellular phone
I fell into a ditch filled of VCRs
Now I'm in a movie, seen as a star, it goes

K.I.A. in love, I'm your target
K.I.A., baby let's get this started

I wanna kung fu kick you in your four wheel drive
It's war zone, baby, do you want to survive?
I know this ain't real, it's gone too far
Let's get into a coma just like the stars

Yeah, whoa
Yeah, whoa
Yeah, whoa
Yeah, aha, aha, aha, aha, aha

K.I.A. in love, I'm your target
K.I.A. is my faith departed
K.I.A. in the supermarket
K.I.A., baby let's get this started

Tell them you're not a joke, tell me you're not a joke
Tell them it's all a joke, tell me it's all a joke
Tell me it's all a joke, tell me it's all a joke
Tell me it's all a joke, tell me it's all a joke

K.I.A., yeah, I got faith
You know I'm in love

K.I.A. in love, I'm your target
K.I.A., I'm in love
K.I.A. in the supermarket
K.I.A., baby let's get this started