I've got a reflex inside of me
it snaps and stings
it's hurtful and it burns
Fire pushing fire
Made of anger and desire.

The first time I felt its call
I wasn't aware at all;
Cover the tracks of your lover
with another one
Topsy turvy thoughts, twisting you up and down
That rushing into someone's arms
in a state you cannot discern
But the river dried
when you turn off the light

Loneliness pushes me
prompts me in solitary, kissed dreams.
When you turn your back on me,
I turn to my instincts.
I creep under men's shirts. I stare into their chests.
Grab 'em.
(Was this learnt?
I can't forget it now
Am I real? Am I real?
Take a look below)

The second time,
I felt so attracted and needy of you
that I couldn't help but think I'd rush into anyone else
I dry my tears like this
With wild fantasies...

Any man does, anything goes
when drowning in the ocean vast
But no time for this
Because I've got your kiss