Gun Boat - Psychic Vamps Lyrics

With eyes so clear walk beneath the silver sun
Like orchids in a tomb taste sweet oblivion
Vibrating frequencies carried away by drums
When lovers leap they know the bottom never comes
We're gonna leave nothing left
Windswept fields of last regrets
Your scent is on my throat
My heart is bleeding out
You're a psychic vampire out looking for a host
I'm made of mushroom clouds I'm a technicolor ghost
This mortal coil never ceases to unfurl
Your final draw carries in the next world
We're gonna leave nothing left
Windswept fields of last regrets
Your scent is on my throat
My heart is bleeding out