There's a sound for every place in a moment, for you to play me when you're happy on. Find me smoking cigarettes, sharing my smoke with the air. And if you try it, try. Try to take my breath aside. Find out how to kill the melody that comes from my stereo... i mean, the radio.
So when it rains, play me there for when you're sad and shame, i'll be the face from nowhere to take it away. Skinny fingers slowly taunt your sugar center then i start, you know i'd start. No need to talk. Nothing you wouldn't know, you perfectly know i just said so. How to slay sharp knives through this tong. Lick my tong, i'll turn you on
Love has run out, dried outside my mental wars. This state of mind for you to hide, play me in nothing you know it's something. I hate the lights while kissing high into the night, so we've decide to drive away outside the cold, take off the clothes and sing the song. Take me, taste me, hate me, break me, burry me... all inside your shattered heart i've take apart.
