Closer (Sekklow Original Mix)

Stranded in this spooky town
Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down
This floor is crackling cold, she took my heart, I think she took my soul
With the moon [bad word] far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of vein showing no mercy I do it again,
Open up your eye, you keep on crying baby, I'll bleed you dry
Skies they blink at me, I see a storm bubbling up from the sea

And [bad word] closer
And [bad word] closer

You shimmy shook my bone leaving me stranded all in love on my own
Do you think of me? Where am I now? Baby where do I sleep?
Feel so good but I'm old, 2000 years of chasing's taking its toll

And [bad word] closer
And [bad word] closer
And [bad word] closer
And [bad word] closer