Alone
On the edge of something
Surround me a simple shell, you
In a forest, frozen, people
Dumbfound me, you found me

I feel a shoot
I feel a thunderbolt
Under my body
I feel shoot
I feel a thunderbolt
The entrance of your soul
 [bad word] with me falling through the red clouds helplessly [bad word] kiss me so that I can read your lips

I feel a shoot
I feel a thunderbolt
Under my body
I feel a shoot
I feel a thunderbolt
The entrance of your soul

Telling stories, all to hide the stories you cannot tell
Broken hearts and razorblades, the wreck of the [bad word] 
Telling stories, all to hide the stories you cannot tell
Let me reach the stars so I might slip into answers beyond this constellation

Shoot your striptease heart
In sight, a limelight
Shoot you striptease heart
In sight, a limelight
Shoot you striptease heart
In sight, a limelight
Shoot you striptease heart
In sight, a limelight