Too Much Cologne
Hazy nights
Too much Cologne
Ordinary folks
Sleepless souls
A place to hide
A place to grow
Seven sins
Leave me alone
His golden chains
No time for the hoes
The man we need
Would never adore
Nine to five
Too far from home
My body is a weapon
And my goal is some gold
It is more than I can take
Not what I wanted to make
I do feel dirty and fake
Just like in your filthy dreams
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turns
Another night
Same old pose
Gripping my thigh
Licking my toes
Getting old
Growing fear
Stories told
Leave me alone
Raging youth
In their minds
They want to touch
But will be denied
Don't you dare
To lay your hands
On my soul
You don't get a chance
It is more than I can take
Not what I wanted to make
I do feel dirty and fake
Just like in your filthy dreams
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Eyes wide open
But she's looking through the walls
Narcotics working
Till she drips it falls
But she keeps
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Keep the turn
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Too much Cologne
Ordinary folks
Sleepless souls
A place to hide
A place to grow
Seven sins
Leave me alone
His golden chains
No time for the hoes
The man we need
Would never adore
Nine to five
Too far from home
My body is a weapon
And my goal is some gold
It is more than I can take
Not what I wanted to make
I do feel dirty and fake
Just like in your filthy dreams
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turns
Another night
Same old pose
Gripping my thigh
Licking my toes
Getting old
Growing fear
Stories told
Leave me alone
Raging youth
In their minds
They want to touch
But will be denied
Don't you dare
To lay your hands
On my soul
You don't get a chance
It is more than I can take
Not what I wanted to make
I do feel dirty and fake
Just like in your filthy dreams
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Eyes wide open
But she's looking through the walls
Narcotics working
Till she drips it falls
But she keeps
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Keep the turn
Dancing like
The fire burns
The fire burns
Keep the turn
Moving like
A snake that's hurt
Snake that's hurt
Keep the turn
Credits
Writer(s): Harald Moerth, Dominik Wendl
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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