Electric pyrofrantic life that we revolve around.
Starts to yell, make a sound.
When we were gone, just as told,
we find out, we were sold.
Clubs that fatten up with the music,
things that protrude more loudly, artistic.
Feelings that erupt from one's mind,
I feel like burning, doing this to bind.
How could you not find this tune,
ones that we have been dancing to since June.
Put your arms around me slowly,
so I can pretend quickly.
A mask that surrounds me,
disappears when the music is what I like it to be.
Reality distorts, goes away,
it doesn't come back, until the next day.
So this melody that haunts my ears,
teasing me with sweet whispers is all that I hear.
Release me from your seductive grip,
that I may yet fix my jeans that rip.
Hands that wander but never fade,
your touch lingers, a scar from cold blade.
Forgetting the music, forgetting the fun,
I never forgot the unexpected lunge.
Pinning me against the wall,
you thought you had it all.
Do you not recall?
I grabbed you by the balls.
Yet my hips sway back to the beat,
my mind is ripped off from the sexual heat.
Goodbye you cruel cruel world,
because I'll never be your average girl.
