Chemlab - Pyromance
Lovely as a split lip... soulful as the city Move and skip, swivel it Sink my fingers in your hair, the sweat and the smell of our liquid affair In a gasoline burn our bodies will churn, with a flick of the switch you're plugged into the itch Watch your videos all day... rewind and play... play and play and play My battery got a surge from my finger triggering your sparkplug I felt that nervous boost when you bent down and licked my boots Headed in the direction of Soma car-crash intersection It's called "Why don't we do it in the road?" or at least that's what I am told Laser branded rubber, simple lidded things (?) Bound up and tied, you can't fly without wings Over oceans of skin, bathed in perversion and sin My arsenic ?? a needle descending, my poisonous twin You're in danger... getting stranger all the time My battery got a charge with my finger triggering your spark plug I felt that nervous boost when you bent down and licked my boots Headed in the direction of Soma car-crash intersection It's called "Why don't we do it in the road" or at least that's what I am told... Play... fade away...
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