I like your wooden door, baby
I never want to leave, baby
If I could rule the night, baby
I´d turn it into white
There wouldn´t?

I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
High on you

I like your rugged cross, baby
I don´t pray in churches, baby
I got nowhere to worship, baby
Because there isn´t end
I don´t need a monument

I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
High on you

Terrorist in my heart

Tearin´ it all apart
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin´ it all apart

I love the way you feel, baby
The mornin´ startin´ drunk, baby
Drinking of your soul, baby
And everything I know
Digs the way your body glows

I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
High on you

I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you
I´m getting high on you

I´m getting high

Corrupting in the air
I really need you
You got two play rides
I really love them
My we´re getting high
Are we getting high