Fangs - Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes

Sway your hips from side to side

Your golden legs they hypnotize

I am driven mad with lust

And I know your mouth ain’t one to trust

But I can’t help but want to feel

Your teeth against my skin

If you got fangs then sink’em in

There you stand, all dressed in black

With you hood pulled up

Ready for attack

As pale as a winter moon

And I’m locked into your heart shaped tomb

They way you move is so divine

It’s sending shivers through my spine

And I am locked into your gaze

And you are locked in mine

But I can’t help but want to feel

Your teeth against my skin

If you got fangs them sink’em in

And while the cobras dance

Around your feet like you’re a god

It only takes one bite for you to realize you are not

And while the cobras dance

Around your feet like you’re a god

It only takes one bite for you to realize you are not

But I can’t help but want to feel

Your teeth against my skin

If you got fangs them sink’em in

But I can’t help but want to feel

Your teeth against my skin

If you got fangs them sink’em in