Sex (The Black Angel) — текст песни (new model army)

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