Dirty Air

(albüm: False Alarm - 2019)

I gave myself to the city
I wanna breathe dirty air
I got myself real pretty
I fixed up my hair
And when the dancehall's set to break
I'm gonna lead with the best I know
When that anchor takes its shape
I will be leaving the best in show

Give me the time
I'll give you plenty of mine
Or give me something to burn
I'm tired of waiting my turn
I'll give you fire, fire, fire, fire
Smoking, broken windows, limbos
Anything you wanna try

The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

I'm picking up the pieces
Of that stained-glass pane
And as my speed increases
I strip off my shame
Slip the hook right off the bait
I'm a machine running self control
Got a tongue that doesn't quite translate
Licking somebody else's bowl

Give me the vine
And I'll give you the wine
Bring anything that will burn
And you'll get fire in return
We're starting fire, fire, fire, fire
Blazing, raising
hell now, well now
Anything to caught your eye
Anything to caught your eye

The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is mine

The sky is falling, so pull up a chair
Everyone's watching like nobody cares
The queen of fashion, ahead of her time
Whatever happens, the pleasure is all mine