New Model Army

New Model Army - Sex (The Black Angel)

rate me

Look at my eyes - you know what it is

I want you, I want you

The way your body moves beneath that dress

And all the nights I've spent away alone in sleeplessness

It's a hunger that we can fill

Racing, racing

And every nerve tingles with it

I want you, I want you

You know the way that I can make you feel

Of all the faces in the crowd, there's only you

Pull down your hair a little

Open up your mouth a little

You're beautiful, you're the best

This feeling that you know oh so well

Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell

And I want you now

Driving down

Driving down

Into the fires

Every stretch and move is like a dream

Eating, biting, scratching

And all there is, is these racing pulses

And the breathing

Forget all the lies that they gave to you

Believe in this 'cause how could this feeling not be true

Driving down

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