We dance so close, our bodies tight (chorus) I'm so trapped in the dark With a little lack of love You are what I long for You set me on fire
the postman comes for toast and - With notes of the obsequies at 12 - With your teeth on edge at the faint sound of the swans charging at the trees that you built swings on
You freaky ass niggaz get burned Some walk around like they ain't concerned with the hell goin on inside the world The body of old men molest little
get returned You freaky ass niggaz get burned Some walk around like they ain't concerned with the hell goin on inside the world Why do grown men molest little
returned You freaky ass niggaz get burned Some walk around like they ain't concerned with the hell goin on inside the world Why do grown men molest little
With lots of little spikes and neat hair dyes It's a whole subculture easy to commercialize "The Revolution" wont come Cause everybody's dumb Drunk, fucked up on
lots of little spikes and neat hair dyes It's a whole subculture easy to commercialize "The Revolution" wont come Cause everybody's dumb Drunk, fucked up on