We're living in a gyrating mass of alcohol All fighting for skin on skin contact Losing consciousness to animalistic instinct Let's forget we're humans, let it all ******* go. Gulp the fire and the teasing hell, Shake your *** to the music again. Touch me, touch, me I want to feel alive While I deaden my mind, only skin feelin the drive. And when I'm fired with that liquid, I bleed, I cry tears of golden alcohol. And when I'm burning with that fake happiness, I'm laughing under an influence that's bound to fall. So touch me, kiss me, lick my neck that's drying with your ****** alcoholย so fast. I set my mind on fire and it burned, But I kept gyrating with the ashes in my dance.