lyrical fitness...

oh but the longing is terrible, a wanton heart under attack.
i wanna love you all the way off, i wanna break your back and colour off all that's hysterical.
a lover that loves that's one.
groomed with the laughter, ecstatic disaster; come, let's arouse the fun.
we could build an engine out of all your rising stars.
tear apart the apart, we seem to think we are.
call of work let's lay-- call it lovers day.
call it lovers day.
give me the keys to your hiding place i'm not gonna tear it apart.
i'm gonna keep you weak in the knees, try to unlock your heart.
you're gonna turn me animal; you're gonna turn me dumb.
kiss in the night, bringing the light, you're like the rising sun.
i hunger for you like a cannibal. not gonna let you run.
i'm gonna take you, i'm gonna shake you; i'm gonna make you come.
swear to god it'll get so hot, it'll melt our faces off.
then we can see the you the me beyond mirror outside clock.
held naked in the light, held gently, held tight.
so soft, get off, get off.
ball so hard we'll smash the walls and break the bed and crash the floors.
don't stop to laugh and scream and have the neighbors call the cops.
'til all the eyes have seen our fire play. can't forget, you mark it down.
call it lovers day.
yes here of course there are miracles under your sighs and moans.
i'm gonna take you, i'm gonna take you, i'm gonna take you home.
i'm gonna take you home...