Last Tango in Paris (feat. Knocked Loose)

The sun sets Desire comes This taste Hungers It slithers in my mouth Then it obscures Is it called love? Is it called lust? Is it enough? I can't run He said This damnations forever Until my dying breath But There will be No Lipstick To regret Kiss then kill And find no love to devour As days drag And descend Growing more numb still Losing count of the hours Preserved In this hardened shell Come take your best shot at me So I can watch you fail I'll watch you fail I'll watch you Kiss Kill For survival The question still concedes Is it enough Or will there still be No lipstick To regret Kiss then kill And find no love to devour As days drag And descend Growing more numb still Loosing count of the hour No lipstick To regret Kiss them kill And find no love, no love There is No love here That's how it's fucking been No love here That's how it's fucking been No love here That's how it's fucking been No love here That's how it's fucking been