I wanna soak your skin in petrol
And i wanna douse your hair in gasolene
I'm taking a knife to a gun fight can't you see
I'll do whatever it takes just to bring it back with me
I've got a habit of hiding
Feelings exciting
I wanna waterboard your conscience
Using only the finest strains of bitumin
Come take a dip in my sea of diesel
So i can set it alight with a match and watch you scream
Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding
Feelings exciting
I've got a habit of dreaming about you
All oiled up with nowhere to go
I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams
Yeah, all i see
Is you smiling at me whilst drowning in kerosene
My obsession with tar is a world-wide wonder
But i'm willing to trade it all for a glimpse of you
Singing along whilst you bathe in naptha
Oh get out of my head, i don't wanna talk to you
Yeah, i've got a habit of hiding
Feelings exciting
I've got a habit of dreaming about you
All oiled up with nowhere to go
I can't remember the last time that you weren't in one of my dreams
Yeah, all i see
Is you staring at me whilst drowning
You're keeping me up at night
With that devilish smile provoking mine
Just soundtrack that with some modern music
You're running on loop in my head
Just leave me alone
You're gagged and tied up inside my mind
But you're not real
Slip and slide, in the boot of my ride
But you're not real
Oh you're all the same, you're gonna make a fool of yourself
I'd rather live in pain
Than come out and get left on the shelf
Yeah