Токсичная страсть

Your lipstick is corrosion on my lips.
We waltz on mined coffins, shaking hips.
Veins pumping cheap gasoline, not blood.
I’m your main exhibit, dragged through the mud.
You paint targets right on my back.
We burn, but the heat is what we lack.
Lock the door. Throw the key in the street.
This isn’t drama, baby, just a silent movie beat.


Inhale.
Exhale.
We are a mistake.
We are the break.

Припев
It’s not love, it’s a chemical burn!
You pull the trigger, I await my turn!
Toxic passion!
Sweet assassin!
We fall up just to crash back down in fashion!
Cut me open, see what’s inside.
Just you.
One, two, three...
DIE!


Hairspray fumes and bridges burned to ash.
Crucify me, if you are the cross and the lash.
Mama said: "Keep away from her side."
But Mama didn't know how you scream inside.
Scratches on my neck — your autograph today.
No one kills me better than we do, okay?
Come on, make a scene, break the china on the floor.
We are falling, wanting more!


Poison.
It's just poison.
And we'll drink it to the dregs.
You don't want to drink alone?
Do you?



Припев
It’s not love, it’s a chemical burn!
You pull the trigger, I await my turn!
Toxic passion!
Sweet assassin!
We fall up just to crash back down in fashion!
Cut me open, see what’s inside.
Just you.
It's just you!
IT'S JUST YOU!


Delicious.