Dubsteps A Fad, But Disco Is Forever
Album: Hot And Bothered EP
By: HerDeathandAfter
By: HerDeathandAfter
Duration
3:57
Genres
Lyrics
We were so in love And to think we prayed for this No, no begged for this Yet, now I think you see How we've become nothing more Than this abstract vision of ourselves And we adore it This might be just what I needed You bring out one wretched side of me My dear, We're in for one hell of a mourning But I might just have the stomach for this There's a certain kind of romance In the way you scream my name And the hunger that follows No matter How cynical it may seem I must say you've made such a proper waste of me Tonight we'll dance, If only inside my head And in the morning you'll wake To find my hands around your neck I fear I've stolen such a wondrous night from you We are all guilty Of this thought crime indulgence And I am the cutting edge Of what makes you sick And I apologize for nothing For I am the cunning pleader Baptizing my truths in prejudice I have been correctly mislead And I find no little joy in this Focusing too carefully To the small sound of humanity Contrary, To your certainty That innocence means purity That cold aint the weather, It's death approaching