Fear Machine - The Coral

Black as a devil sweet as a stolen kiss

Walking the shadow soft as a whispered wish

You’re taking in the feeling warm to

The light isn’t fortune those are in the sky

Bisons are calling but there’s nowhere left to hide

Passion is dimension like a mafia to the light

Black as a devil sweet as a summer greens

nightsky trying to steal my dreams

I won’t be a prisoner

Inside the fear machine

And I won’t be a prisoner

Inside the fear machine