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Your Love Is Like Petrol

Your love is like petrol
Your lips are gasoline
I thought you were special
Till you broke my (low white?) dream
Your love is like petrol
You know you're special
You walk the streets
Looking glass, neon lights

Burning up
I'm burning up

Your love is like petrol
Your lips taste of gasoline
You think you're so special
Till you crushed your (low white) dream
Your love is like petrol
The flames of desire burn on me
Your eyes on fire
We walk the streets

Junkie love
Neon lights

 


 

 

Can You Feel

I believe in the power
I believe in soul
I believe in the power
Of rock-n-roll
I believe in the magic
I believe in you
I believe in us
I believe our truth

Can you feel inside?
Can you feel inside?
Can you feel inside?
And I feel inside
And I feel inside, I'm falling...
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
...In love with you

I believe in the power
I believe in soul
The power
That makes me whole
I believe in moment
I believe we choose
I believe in love
I believe it's you

Can you feel inside?
Can you feel inside?
Can you feel inside?
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
Can you feel inside? I'm falling...
...In love with you

World keeps spinning around
Keeps spinning around
Keeps spinning around, this is what you wanted
World keeps spinning around
Keeps spinning around
Keeps spinning around, crush it if you want it

Spinning like a record
Burning down, you purchase
Dancing on a ticking bomb

Locked up music sounds so fresh
We found love at the discotheque
Fucked-up music sounds so fresh
We found love at the discotheque

We'll keep spinning around
Keep spinning around
Keep spinning around

 


 

 

Don't Run Away Now

Driving to the back of beyond
In the back of your new car
Night ride I'm
Leaving what you do best
Baby, don't get tired of this

Don't run away now

Dying to be close to your home
Singing along
To the bitter love songs
Sleep now
With a smile on your face
'Cause baby
Loneliness awakes

 


 

 

Make Me Believe In You

Make me believe in you
Show me your love that's true
I'd do anything you want me to
Make me believe in you

Ain't nowhere to be found
I know I should be dancing
Remember I am hit to the lip
Don't ask any questions
Don't be so shameless

You are my temptation
Show me inspiration

Ain't knocking to template
You can take me dancing
From the palace to pavement
There's no understatement
I want you

 


 

 

Lullaby

Saint, sinner
Mercy, reward
Never cheat
All sounds the same to me

Weakness, temptation
Justice, redemption
Subvert, convert
Just make it clear to me

Close your eyes
Lullaby
Dream your sweet dreams
Silence your screams

Torture, vice
Ignorance, bliss
Convention, obey
This is the only way

Close your eyes
Lullaby
Dream your sweet dreams
Silence your screams
Close your eyes
Lullaby
From the nightmares
Nobody cares

 


 

 

Ghost

I've been down
All my life
It's my time
To recognize
Story died
Truth inside

I'm talking to ghosts
I'm talking to fools
I'm talking to walls
I'm through with you

Life goes on
You were mine
It's my time
You're losing mine
The story died
Pain inside

It's over
 


 

 

Satisfaction

Control
Desire
Rewire
Your mind
Subvert
Desire
Obey
Your mind

Satisfaction

Ignite
Desire
Deny
Your mind
Hold wire
Desire
Command
Your mind

 


 

 

Son Of A Gun

I'm not your fallen angel
A low-life in my heels
A perfect anti-hero
It's time to hide my fears
You dare to disappoint me
I've waited long enough
Don't want you for your conversation
The Welsh you're gonna trust

Like my style
Like my tricks
'Cause you're one
Son of a gun
Like my style
Get your kicks
Turn me on
Son of a gun

Beautiful and shameless
You know it's rude to stare
Stocking and my underwear
Just too vain to care

Turn me on
Talking tough
I've waited long enough

 


 

 

Black Heart

The black heart of the city
Hundred miles being pretty
Running hard from the rumours
Feeling low on a backseat
Come from a bad home
No excuse, what a way to go
The black heart of the city
Bring it on, what's it gonna be?

Never stop,
Never stop, never stop
Never stop
Show me what you've got
Never stop,
Never stop, can't get enough,
Never stop
Show me what you've got

Black heart knows no pity
Looking back to the city
No place for the loser
Feeling more of a backbeat
High stakes steam love
Giving in, what a way to go
Hands up, you got me
Bring it on, what's it gonna be?

 


 

 

In My Mind

How can you tell
All of the things you want
I get, you not
All of these girls, then say

Half my mind I give myself away
I feel this love, got a face on pain

Give myself away now

Playing it safe
To survive, disguise
Are in a life
Feeling the pain inside

I give myself away now
Because you're who i am now
I will not walk away now
For nothing I foreseen

 


 

 

 

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