Sex (The Black Angel) Songtext / Lyric

Look at my eyes, you know what it is

I want you, I want you, I want you

The way you stretch and move beneath that dress

And all the nights I've spent away in sleeplessness

Come on, come on...



It's a hunger that we can fill

Eating, biting, and scratching

And every nerve-end tingles with it

I want you, 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, down, 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 not be true?



And I want you now

Driving down

Want you now, now, now...