How Animal We Are

The carnal imp comes creeping up:

“I’m ready and willing to be loved.”

 

Undercover,

how animal we are.

Under the covers,

how animal we are.

 

Leave all the rest,

just take what you need;

molten flesh falls to the sea.

 

Inferno singed my innocence,

there’s no going back again.

 

Undercover,

how animal we are.

Under the covers,

how animal we are.

 

Leave all the rest,

just take what you need;

molten flesh falls to the sea.

 

The carnal imp comes creeping up:

“I’m ready and willing to be loved.”

 

Undercover,

how animal we are.

Under the covers,

how animal we are.

 

Leave all the rest,

just take what you need;

molten flesh falls to the sea.