Chemlab Codeine, Glue And You Lyrics

my fire's burning low
as my song grinds out on the radio,
i just want to move you slow and low
and shoot my eight ball in your corner pocket hole.

"life's a gas" or so it seems
you know i blow a fuse when you come in my dreams,
i've got this fear no kiss can cover
i know we need no help to hurt each other.

if 6 were 9 i'd lose my mind
i go crazy for you all of the time
please little motor-head don't you whine
there'll be some peace at the end of the line.

if six were nine
if six were nine,
demolition delicious devil-licious don't listen don't live sick devil lives sick devil loves sick devil loves s__ devil loves it don't you love it don't lip synch devil lovin' don't lock it unlock it unlucky don't love s__ don't hate s__ don't you hate s__ don't hate s__
don't hate s__ you don't hate s__ don't hate s__-
like a shot of speedway methadrine
coming on like a hot-head machine
she's my only teenage dream-
if you know what I mean.