Zero white dust, cool dreams
 [bad word]  evenings
cool teeth, glass monkey
white fire in my veins 

this trick is gold
silk veil warms the cold 
blue steel, molecules of time 
I've finally found you 
and you're laying out a line

I need you to kick me off my feet
I need you to make me [bad word] 

you call, I follow
you beg, I'm so hollow 
my hunger, so deepening 
you feed and deceive me

I need you to kick me off my feet 
I need you to make me [bad word] 

lying here in my old hotel room
long distance on the phone
my addiction calling me back again 
and leave me on hold
I need you I need 

you to kick me off my feet 
I need you to make me [bad word] 
I need you to kick me off my feet 
I need you to make me [bad word]