30 Century Man - Desire

It's a cold kind of desire
With a bright and burning fire
Do not relax
Two men caught your tracks
I've no hope or ambition
The feigning dreams of politicians
Who wake you at night
And catch you in flight
There is nothing in these eyes
But a wish for yet another new disguise

So watch it float away
Turn your back and close your mind
Think of morning again
Crash and burn as you want to

It's a cold kind of obsession
Not a fools type of aggression
You've that quite clear
Their ears strain to hear
Would you trade another life
For a fire warm and bright
And pick up the match
You bite down and crash
What's the use in knockin round town
I am so many people I have found

So watch it float away
Turn your back and close your mind
Think of morning again
Crash and burn as you want to

Written by:
George Smith

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