I run trough the night and I hide from your sight

I wear dark black glasses that protect from the light

And come from behind in a tracherous fight

never forgetting my smile

I feed up my needs but I never get higher

now I need to see your blood in a cup on an altar

I feed up my void in a voodoo sacrifice

'cause babe those things are all right

..Come to the party we're taking behind

where the kids are all good and the girls are all right

'Come to the party and let us see your smile

well, you know it's up to you

You walk down the street and you pass through the park

give your attention to the noise from behind

and watch out your left, and watch out your right

'cause babe I'm wearing my smile






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