This Room Does Hex

Turn around to see no light
Fighting instincts now is blind
Blood flows... so... fast...
Our time... is... blast...

Fighting instincts now is blind
'Cause we must make it through the night
This fire... is... sick...
It grows... so... quick...

We have to make it through the night
So our hearts are strongly tied
Don't care about the traffic jams
Night wind is whispering our plans

So I am the flood
Sweetly and softly
Filling your head
To make three words spread
As you're squeezing my back
Our feeling's inside
And excitement's outside
In the air...

Excitement's outside
In the air...

Those eyes are wild you're looking straight
No place to hide, no place to fade
This room... does... hex...
This life... is... wax...

No place to hide, no place to fade
Hot oil's burning on a plate
The wine... is... blood...
It screams... so... loud...

Hot oil's burning on a plate
We try to count our shadow's weight
We're kissing while the worlds collide
'Cause we must make it throught the night

So I am the flood
Sweetly and softly
Filling your head
To make three words spread
As you're squeezing my back
Our feeling's inside
And excitement's outside
In the air...

...In the air...

...Excitement's outside
In the air...

...Excitement's outside
In the air...

...In the air...