Lyrics

[Verse 1A: Becki Whitton] With my gold flake saber tooth, chew 'em up, spit 'em out Heat seeking money shot, jackal's on the prowl Lookin' for that loving feeling With a bell around her neck she's a Discord kitten with a saber tooth, chew me up, spit me out Keep taking money shots, hornets in your mouth Chasing thrills, but never winning When I'm running from the pain, but they don't stop stingin' [Verse 1B: Christopher de Cinque] Silent venom, secret hex Weaponising my regret I never face the emptiness of my love Till it's damage control Your rainbow laser vision My heart of gold covered in mud Holdin' my tongue Dragging my feet across your face while I'm chasin' [Chorus: Christopher de Cinque] My little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour (My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!) And don't it feel so good? Climbing your way (Climbing your way) Out of the jungle To get a little, to get a little To get a little [Verse 2A: Becki Whitton] Get a little gold flake holy water, lick it up, spit it out Hypnotise, baptise, make her wet for Jesus now Lookin' for that loving feeling With a bell around her neck she's a Banshee screamin' all that evil junk, lick it up, spit it out Keep takin' money shots, devil's in your mouth Chasing thrills, but never winning When I'm running from the pain but he don't stop singing [Verse 2B: Christopher de Cinque] Spoken venom, secret spell Fallen angels couldn't tell I never face the barren waste of my love Till it's damage control I fixate on a vision Your heart of gold swept away Drowned in the flood Dragging your feet across my face while you're chasing [Chorus: Christopher de Cinque] Your little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour (My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!) And don't it feel so good? Climbing your way (Climbing your way) Up and out the jungle, lookin' for another Lookin' for another, lookin' for another... [Chorus: Christopher de Cinque] Our little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour (My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!) And don't it feel so good? Climbing your way (Climbing your way) Out of the jungle To get a little, to get a little, to get a little [Outro: Christopher de Cinque] My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything! (Don't mean anything!) And everybody living with a monster will pretend! (They will pretend!) My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything! (Don't mean anything!) And everybody living with a monster, monster, monster!