Set In The Future With Nods To The Past Lyrics & Chords By Dead Letter Dept.

I dabble in sin and amphetamine
My temperature is at a hundred and ten
It's four am and I'm wide awake again
Don't ask me what I'm thinking
Cuz I, caught by surprise
As you flash those executive eyes
They're turning me on
it's fucking me up
and I don't know where I fit in
I'm watching you drown
I've muted the sound
as you gasp for air
It toys with my emotions
It burns holes deep inside of me, I'm gone
If it screams bloody murder then I'm home
It's good to be here
It's good to be anywhere
At least I'm still breathing
It's ok to stare
It's ok to compare
Oh boy, what will I wear?
But I, caught by surprise
As you flash those executive eyes