original text at mamqa.com/ulyricsnew/david-fonseca-in-the-zone-1200872
(It will happen if you let it)
Stop baby, stop baby, I think you just took it too far
You’re talking nonsense and you need to relax
Breathe in, breathe out, just pretend you’re alive
And we’ll act like you’re human which you’re clearly not
And now, why would I come home to you every night
To repeat the same conversation, to start a fight
I mean, I hardly know you, I get it, we went for it
But it got dark so fuck it, I won’t get into that
I’m in the zone
You say my name but I’m just a number
To fill out a plan only you could see
(and this is where I’m checking out)
I was caught in a web of your self-dellusion
You’re the rotten apple fallen from tree
(and this is where I’m checking out)
Trapped baby, trapped baby, now I see what you did to me
You saw me as a way out, a possibility
Out of the woods, of the debts, of the drugs
Of the self-inflicted chaos that you’re so fond of
And with the push of a button you claimed to be other person
Out with the bitter, the sinner, in with the fitter, the better
I went along with the lies, with your talk, with your eyes
I was so eager and lonely, that was my fault
So, you came out strong, you made it your hobby
Taunting me up on the phone with your naked body
You wanted to show me, to own me and so you did
In comes the vulture culture to the highest bid
And then the money, the money, always the money, the money
You made it sound like a joke but how could this be funny?
I was so naive, I was made to believe we got it made
All schemes and mirrors, it was part of the trade
I’m in the zone
You say my name but I’m just a number
To fill out a plan only you could see
(and this is where I’m checking out)
I was caught in a web of your self-dellusion
You’re the rotten apple fallen from tree
(and this is where I’m checking out)
Won’t even gonna say goodbye
I won’t even say goodbye
