Perfect Sex

The calmness of surroundings
Conceal a haunted place
Don’t wanna stay here
Just tension I guess
Some tombs
Are better left alone
Self-abuse
Lack of identity
I’m not sure
Whether I’m guilty or not
Never do enter
It ends with a heavy recall

Perfect Sex

Prevented from seeing the obvious
In a lateral drift
Live with it for a while
That’s the way it keeps happening
Be a good slave
Watch me come
I am here
That’s not always the way
Madness there
Nothing left to stand
An itching to move
Until it all gives away

Perfect Sex

Nothing wrong with that
A process of breaking away
Can’t seem to care
But now all hell breaks loose
Your beauty
Center of it all
I am lonely
And ruins all around
Keep passing
Unseen through your moments
Hear and feel
The real universe

Perfect Sex

_{(c) 1994 ARABELLA MV
music by: Jogwer
lyrics by: Jogwer
recordings: 1993 in London, England by Pink Turns Blue (Jogwer/Pavlou/Walter)
original release: studio-album ‘PERFECT SEX‘ (1994) by ROUGH TRADE REC.
SMT-Code: 042.000.000}