1. BEHIND THIS SMOKE SCREEN

Can I see you behind this smoke screen
Can I feel you thru my blurred eyes
Beat is just wrecking my senses
Tension breaking ears and fences

Greyout flaccid bodies melting
Lips close and cold as ice
I surrender to your offering
Thrusting instinct over lies

It’s vacuity versus pride
Through smoke only hollow eyes

Dancing without an ounce of class
We’re waving like repulsive magnets
Disembodied bones copulating
In a pathetic stance

This smell is still just around here
Burning bodies under lights
Beat is just wrecking my senses
Sticking to it before I faint

So vain I see through
So wretched I want you