Savages

As I cough out fire You're lighting up And you burn me with every maybe And I cut the chords and I break the locks But I'm powerless in your slavery And I curse this hell And I hate your guts And I swear I will pay for this craving never again Never again But we'll be making love like savages I'll lick the poison from right off your kiss Fall on rosy thorns for a taste of lethal bliss Oh we'll be making love like savages Savages Savages As I choke on flames You light up your torch Each of my defeats is your victory And I walk barefoot on a field of swords You have mastered the art of cruelty And I curse this hell And I hate your guts And I swear I'll dance with the devil never again Never again But we'll be making love like savages I'll lick the poison from right off your kiss Fall on rosy thorns for a taste of lethal bliss, oh Oh we'll be making love like savages Savages Savages Savages Savages (savages)