Big names in fading lights,
tonight it rains but that's alright.
I'd like to wash the taste of your mouth
from my tongue.

Sex sells and you've sold out,
but you're not the only one...
two
three months from now
would you
remember me?

A colour correction and then there was light,
and when there was light we could see
and feel into the night

Sex sells and you've sold out,
but you're not the only one...
as well, too
I cast myself into the sea
the oil stains reflect
the neon shine of yesterday.