(Flesh over art Flesh over art Fuck mirage Flesh over art, flesh over art Flesh over art)
I like its sound I want it bad It takes me rough and leaves a foretaste in my mouth And so I swoon In anterooms I'm begging, holler, won't you take me out of gloom
Now It teases me, entices Visions co-colliding Kisses, kisses on my neck All I want, want, want It feeds my mind But its hand's on a gun Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm
Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Fuck mirage Yeah, ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Oh fuck mirage Yeah
It gets me high And soothes my eyes It strangles slowly, moving fingers up my thighs And so I smile A pretty lie Faces distorted and devour me alive
Now It teases me, entices Visions co-colliding Kisses, kisses on my neck All I want, want, want It feeds my mind But its hand's on a gun Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm
Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Ring the alarm Fuck mirage Yeah, ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarm Oh fuck mirage Yeah, ring the alarm
Flesh over art Yeah, flesh over mind Glycerin hands Nitro, nitro down the spine Ribs turn to dust Skin to sell, hips to thrust Memories pouring down on our heads And overflow my banks So what the hell are we waiting for? Body count Sirens sound Let them start the show I wanna dance in arms to the beat of my drum Do something wrong Wait till I hold the gun (Sirens stop)
Ring, ring, ring Ring the alarmTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
