Don`t expect what you`ve been expecting. Don`t look for love here, no love to be found. Gruesome on the upstroke, painful going down. It`s gonna be a dark, dark night. Yours are the figures that we`ve been projecting. Your figure, his figure, sprawled out on the ground. I go to watch the sex before it happens. It`s gonna be a dark, dark night. Get a couple in you. Really knock them dead tonight. It`s a game of give and take. Give and take good head tonight. Never see the faces. It`s far too dark for that. This game is old. Really knock them dead tonight. Here in the nightclub the heathens convene, under the pretense of swimming upstream. We`re so predictable and yet we don`t seem to notice. Slicked back and primped up, we apply our self-esteem. Dabbing, not smudging, build ourselves into a dream. The order of intake is a delicate thing. It`s gonna be a dark, dark night. It`s a waste of time. Buying drinks. Sipping drinks. Spilling drinks. Buy another drink. Small talk. Tall tales. Feeling up. Falling down. Taking you home. Unzipping. Swivel-hipping. Sweat dripping. Casting shadows. Tumble, straddle. Drugged by strobe and unsung battles. Buying drinks. Sipping drinks. Spilling drinks. Taking you home. Hey,Roxanne. I`m on a roll. It`s a waste of time.
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