I ******* NEED you like the nights
Like, torches in a fire fight
I'm just aching and rolling around
Going down,
Going down
Breaking the mirrors cause I need bad luck
And you're the baddest it gets, I'm limp, got me by the neck
Screaming, I'm the jungle, I go bump in the night
I'm a chilled merlot with you by my side
A ruby ring and the turning tide