And your friends; are they dangerous?
And if they are, well how much?
And your friends; are they glamorous?
And if they are, I've lost interest.
Silhouette, loose sundress, low sunset, baby.
Desert heat, come with me, just one drink, thirsty.
This city ain't safe at sundown.
And your chest; does it sound a beat?
And if it does, we can never be.
I thought you noticed all our blemish.
Didn't you know this is temporary?
Inject a face into a memory.
Extract before you reach the final scene.
That way you will only be left with the grace.
And not the hell to pay.
Cool down. Float on.