Soft velvet and candle light
Little fears that you keep inside
Everything that was there before
Well it feels just like a fantasy
You don't keep desire on high display
Young slave and her Mary Kay
Held you up on St. Andy's cross
And it feels just like a dream, you said
"All my friends all my enemies
All tied up down in front of me
All red white
All so good to be
Free from every desire"
Black sheets cover morning light
Old secrets that never die
All the shame that was there before
Well it feels just like my fantasy
When I was on my knees well then where were you
Trading places for someone new
Every time you come crawling down
Well it feels just like a dream, you said
"All my friends all my enemies
All tied up down in front of me
All red white
All so good to be
Free from every desire"
"All my friends all my enemies
All wrapped up down in front of me
All red white
All so good to be
Free from every desire"
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie for?
What would I lie...
