Bloodlust - Black Honey

«Snake charm», I don’t get, mother

I’m in love with you

Generation job the silk

But I got nothing for you

And if I die before I wake up

Grab my body’s social take

To the TV’s got the hollow eye

Tell me now all about, now you drop

The party’s drowning!

Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood

Dead on the silverscreen

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

The buckets are spinning around

But I know the end is along

Western monster mind and the writing’s on the wall

And if I die before I wake up

Grab my body’s social take

To the TV’s got the hollow eye

Tell me now all about, now you drop

The party’s drowning!

Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood

Dead on the silverscreen

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

Bloodlust, live for the magazine and Hollywood

Dead on the silverscreen

Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood

Dead on the silverscreen

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!

Oh, come on!