This karaoke taking up all of my life This karaoke me in a honey trap Perfume days are over Midnight mockery of immeasurable times Talk to me, baby, of the languages inside Talk to me, baby, of your hands on the furniture Perfume days are over Midnight mockery of immeasurable times I was thinking of colours I'd never show I was dreaming of others I'll never know their names ♪ Moonlighting in the advent of pulling up tights Moonlighting in the looming of the aftermath Perfume days are over Midnight mockery of immeasurable times And that's alright It's how we're saved Silent movies corner me anyway I was thinking of colours I'd never show I was dreaming of others I'll never know their names, no ♪ Perfume days are over Not not nice Not not great Not not nice Not not great