Moth - Colour Bomb

Oh, a headache of red lights and white traffic

Creeping through the peepshows and the alleys, so lovely

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?

Outside I swear her thighs were breathing

«Everyone says how I look much younger than I am»

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?

Now I’m lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever

Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me

I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together

Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I’ll never leave

Silent sirens confess sweet nothings

«Every man is just another boy who cries, 'Mama'»

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?

Now I’m lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever

Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me

I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together

Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I’ll never leave

It’s on my mind, it’s all the time, can I get off?