Chemlab – Codeine Glue And You lyrics

My fire's burning low as my song grinds out on the radio
I just want to move you slow and low and shoot my eight ball in your corner pocket hole
"Life's a gas" or so its seems you know I blow a fuse when you come in my dreams
I've got this fear no kiss can cover i know we need no help to hurt each other
If 6 were 9 I'd lose my mind I go crazy for you all of the time
Little motorhead don't you whine there'll be some peace at the end of the line
If six were nine if 6 were nine
Demolition delicious
Don't listen
Don't hate sex
Like a shot of speedway methadrine coming on like a hot-head machine
She's my teenage dream if you know what I mean