The Party

Hot hands

Move things

I write in his wall

I have no mind at all

Hot things

Move him

I write on his wall

I have no heart at all

I think she's a pretty little fool

She holds me down, she flows

She has a back like Marie

I think he's a crazy bastard

Drives me home, he goes

You have a back like Marie

You have pearls in your eyes

And you use your burning to wrap yourself in

And you use your fever to hide yourself away

And you use sweating to keep me down

And you use your heat to have me

And you use your fire to be stronger than me

And you use your flame against me

I won't come back like Marie

The pearls on my eyes

These pearls on my eyes

They make me blind

I write on your wall

I have no eyes at all

I write on your wall

I have no eyes at all