Maraschino Cherry
I work my fingers on your back as if it was a street of mine
Childhood city
It was supposed to stay between my lips, but it slipped
I'm pretty bad at keeping secrets
A former conundrum
It's nothing short of a game for us
And we both play, obey the rules
It's pretty easy when you do
You don't have to say or I'm going through ecstatic motions
You don't have to say or I'm going through divine emotions
My maraschino cherry
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight, I'll be gone when it drops
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight and I'm feeling so alive
Pleasure comes to life
My maraschino cherry
(Mara—, maraschino)
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
In the glow of blue light, I wonder if this is right
Or if I'm 'bout to drown
The drums and ambient fun, the terms of us being on
Now lights out, countdown
You don't have to say or I'm going through ecstatic motions
You don't have to say or I'm going through divine emotions
My maraschino cherry
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight, I'll be gone when it drops
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight and I'm feeling so alive
Pleasure comes to life
My maraschino cherry
(Mara—, maraschino)
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry, cherry
Childhood city
It was supposed to stay between my lips, but it slipped
I'm pretty bad at keeping secrets
A former conundrum
It's nothing short of a game for us
And we both play, obey the rules
It's pretty easy when you do
You don't have to say or I'm going through ecstatic motions
You don't have to say or I'm going through divine emotions
My maraschino cherry
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight, I'll be gone when it drops
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight and I'm feeling so alive
Pleasure comes to life
My maraschino cherry
(Mara—, maraschino)
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
In the glow of blue light, I wonder if this is right
Or if I'm 'bout to drown
The drums and ambient fun, the terms of us being on
Now lights out, countdown
You don't have to say or I'm going through ecstatic motions
You don't have to say or I'm going through divine emotions
My maraschino cherry
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight, I'll be gone when it drops
Sweet, sweet taste of midnight and I'm feeling so alive
Pleasure comes to life
My maraschino cherry
(Mara—, maraschino)
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry
(Mara—, mara—, maraschino)
Cherry, cherry, cherry
Credits
Writer(s): Alena Shirmanova-kostebelova, Steven Graham Ansell
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