Worry baby
hold on tight
mama gonna take you for a late night joyride
tip that bottle back as far as you can
never gonna see the light of day again
All us crawlers down on Burgandy street
leave the weight of your conscience
well beneath our blackened feet
and each moment that you tilt your head back to that hollow sky i'm gonna
suck a little more suck a little more of your soul til it's dry
And i want it i need it
caught up in the fever of a fugue
you flaunt it you feed it
got what you asked for anyway
i left a mark tonight now i'm
moving in on you
Pale baby
hold on tight
mama gonna take you for a late night joyride
rip that neck out and you take a little nip
gonna drag you down into my deep dark dirty trip
And you want it you need it
caught up in the fever of a fugue
you bought it now breed it
got what i wanted anyway
i've penetrated now i'm
so deep inside of you
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Lyrics submitted by Chloe Day.