Lyrics
I wanna soak your skin in petrol
I desire to cover your skin with gasoline
And i wanna douse your hair in gasolene
I want to saturate your hair with gasoline
I'm taking a knife to a gun fight can't you see
I'm engaging in a difficult situation without proper resources
I'll do whatever it takes just to bring it back with me
I'm willing to do anything necessary to bring something back with me
I've got a habit of hiding
I tend to conceal my emotions
Feelings exciting
Excitement is derived from hiding emotions
I wanna waterboard your conscience
I want to challenge your moral conscience intensely
Using only the finest strains of bitumin
Using high-quality bitumen, I aim to waterboard your conscience
Come take a dip in my sea of diesel
Come experience my intense emotions symbolized as a sea of diesel
So i can set it alight with a match and watch you scream
I want to ignite the diesel with a match and observe your reaction
Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding
I continue to hide my emotions
Feelings exciting
Excitement is derived from hiding emotions
I've got a habit of dreaming about you
I frequently dream about you
All oiled up with nowhere to go
You are covered in oil with no clear direction
I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams
I can't recall the last time you were not in my dreams
Yeah, all i see
All I perceive is you smiling while immersed in kerosene
Is you smiling at me whilst drowning in kerosene
An obsession with tar is global, but I'd trade it for a glimpse of you
My obsession with tar is a world-wide wonder
You singing in naptha captivates me
But i'm willing to trade it all for a glimpse of you
Asking you to leave my thoughts as I don't want to engage
Singing along whilst you bathe in naptha
I persist in hiding my emotions
Oh get out of my head, i don't wanna talk to you
Excitement is derived from hiding emotions
Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding
I frequently dream about you
Feelings exciting
All oiled up with nowhere to go in my dreams
I've got a habit of dreaming about you
I can't recall the last time you were not in my dreams
All oiled up with nowhere to go
All I perceive is you staring at me while drowning
I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams
You keep me awake with your enticing smile
Yeah, all i see
Set to modern music, you are on a loop in my thoughts
Is you staring at me whilst drowning
Requesting to be left alone
You're keeping me up at night
You're confined in my mind but not a real presence
With that devilish smile provoking mine
Slip and slide, suggestive of a clandestine affair in the trunk of my car
Just soundtrack that with some modern music
You're not a tangible reality
You're running on loop in my head
Alluding to the idea of preferring pain over public embarrassment
Just leave me alone
A preference for suffering rather than facing rejection
You're gagged and tied up inside my mind
An expression of determination to endure pain rather than risk rejection
But you're not real
An acknowledgment that the person in mind is not a tangible reality
Slip and slide, in the boot of my ride
An encouragement to persist despite potential embarrassment
But you're not real
Choosing personal suffering over the risk of rejection
Oh you're all the same, you're gonna make a fool of yourself
A declaration of preferring self-inflicted pain to potential rejection
I'd rather live in pain
Expressing a preference for enduring pain rather than facing rejection
Than come out and get left on the shelf
A reluctance to expose oneself to the possibility of being left aside
Yeah
An affirmation of this preference for enduring pain over potential rejection
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