We are sentimental animals We are undercover criminals We were meant to make a thing or two Meant to break the laws of gravity Hold on or so Lights out let go Stay pause and ease Breath out then in Oh no, no, no, no there comes chaos Reach out like me Easely soft in When I dance in disorder Do I want to make sense at all No no no no, not this time 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 When bridges lose ground Bite the dust for a while For when it's order when it's needed Do I want to make some at all Oh no, no, no, no there comes chaos Oh no no no no, not this time 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