It's after midnight and I am a live wire
I see you coming like a spark
Waves of silk and fake eye-lashes got me moonstruck
Neon walls turn to fuchsia bonfire

I've got moonshine in my veins
I am as high as an aeroplane
Flying in a search of heaven
You got me hooked deadly like a ******

I want to take my thoughts away
In the mist of dying day
Making funeral-style love
But it never feels enough

The new morning comes in a black lace hangover
Like an Arab Death you're lying on my bedside
Shining with a criminal smile of decadent lover
Being with you is like a party for suicides