Ay back
For me
You are just exactly what I need

In this cold town

Lay back

For me
The three of us in circus
And in liberty

It's been so long.

So throw your guilt religion

To the liars and the weak
This is the politics and war
Of ecstasy


And all the nonsense of that vision
That is failing every test

It's the comedy and death
Of your senses


The alternative to real world
Is just time for me and a fantasy
Be blind to myself

To idolise

The alternative to real world

Is just time for me and a fantasy
I'm blind to myself
And idolise


You work
So deep

Astonished and in rapture
I can barely speak
These are hard times


Hormones
In key

A slow whispered wet confession
From our body heat
There's no return.


Chorus