I've seen the writing on the wall, of all the people who've walked before
I've walked the stairwell to the bar, to feel the beats taking off
I've seen the girls themselves to sell, without passion looking pale
Still the writings on the wall, I've seen the people who've walked before
I looked at you in shaded light, it's rushing through me a raging tide
I want to take you take you right now, to taste within you the f*cking couch
Nothing but nothing could pull me away, the taste within you the chance to take