Whatever You Do... Don't Press The Red Button

This masochism is alive
My desire for skin is unnerving.
Flesh to flesh, the taste of the death, temptations rise.
Now if she could only speak we could set this everlasting,
this girl in a box leaves me wanting more.

This will be our little sweet six, six, six (in our love)
Be still my love for we cannot be seen, (in our love)

this will be our six six six,
be still my love for we cannot be seen
or they will surely take you away from me.
be still my love for we cannot be seen
or they will surely take you away from me.

This will be our little sweet six, six, six (in our love)
Be still my love for we cannot be seen, (in our love)

I slide inside the hell within,
for there's nothing like her rotting skin.

I bet that I've fucked more dead girls than you. (2x)

Oh this night kiss the inside...
Oh yeah, my desire for skin is...
I will turn you, turn you inside...
The smell of romance is in the air...