The Hotline — текст песни (Emanuel)

Breathing hard. Static on the line. I`ll never get enough.
Emptiness of telephonic sex.
I imagine you undressing and I can barely stand.

[Chorus:]
Turn down the lights.
Your mouth turns me to rust.
So let’s unwind.
I can`t escape the hotline.

Take your picture. Bite you on the neck. Its all I wanna do.
Secretly romancing the recluse.
There is no touch. I am dead inside. This is all thats left.

[Chorus]

Where are you now?
I need your voice.
I`ve been wrapped up tight and spending all my nights...
There`s not enough

[Chorus 2x]

You can`t stop now I`m almost,
You can`t stop now I`m almost there.