I´m a chemical reaction and my elements are aligned Baby if I hadn´t known you, then I couldn´t even start the fire You´re still scaling the walls, looking for a way in
Wrap me up inside you, warbling soft words, wandering eye...
I need it I need it I need it I need it
A bag of flesh is a magnet, a scent, a sound corrupt You took all my dignity, replaced it with a hand Handle me with ardor and I´ll shudder But my chills are warm Delusion is persuasion Tenderizing me inside
I need it I need it
I need it I need it
The fever grows Incandescent, does it show? The fever grows Incandescent, does it show?