Sometimes he can be strong
Robust roadways of oxygen
There's strength within
He should stand up tall
Like the pillars of a hotel or a sequin dress in a formal hall
He can hardly wait
To get his teeth deep into you
Or just talk a bit
A deft seductive touch
Or the clumsy hand of a working man
Just enough to put you off

What are we then?
But bone and skin
Woah
What are we then? When the words come out but they make no sense?
Woah
Still we need some flesh and blood to hold

He needs her in the dark
Skin so soft it reverses days
And it eases him
Conceal that rush of blood
Stay cold on the outside
Sweatless, calm an attractive act
Her body near
Shadows and darkness cover him
And from her mouth
These words, just enough to put you off

What are we then?
But bone and skin
Woah
What are we then? When the words come out but they make no sense?
Woah
What are we then? When the words come out but they make no sense?
Woah
What are we then? When the words come out but they make no sense?
Woah

Still we need some flesh and blood to hold

It's in my flesh and my blood
I just hope I can stay out of trouble
But then you make your own luck
So there is light at the end of the tunnel
Ooh

Copyright: Sentric Music
Writer(s): Gareth Carter, Justin David Hendy, Thomas Edward Stephens