ay back

for me

you are just exactly what I need

in this cold town



lay back

for me

the three of us in circus

and in liberty

it's been so long.



so throw your guilt religion

to the liars and the weak

this is the politics and war

of ecstasy



and all the nonsense of that vision

that is failing every test

it's the comedy and death

of your senses



the alternative to real world

is just time for me and a fantasy

be blind to myself

to idolise



the alternative to real world

is just time for me and a fantasy

I'm blind to myself

and idolise



you work

so deep

astonished and in rapture

I can barely speak

these are hard times



hormones

in key

a slow whispered wet confession

from our body heat

there's no return.



chorus