I’m having some trouble
Finding sleep
When I picture you
In the moons and the stars
So I put on a jacket
And down a glass of vodka
So what if I stink
Of fear and tobacco
I dance till I laugh
I pray for the day never to return
I’m actually less scared
Of vampires than of memories of you
I dance till I laugh
At night life is less worse
I’m actually less scared
Of vampires than of memories of you
I go back alone to the centre
Of town and of the universe
I go around in circles
In the bellies of this world
Revolving the wrong way around (hey!)
Drunk now, I’m on the floor
And write my love pangs by the ear
Of a choir member in a hit song in bad taste
In bad taste
I dance till I laugh
I pray for the day never to return
I’m actually less scared
Of vampires than of memories of you
Nobody gives a damn about my motives
The night is even less perplexed
In the cradle of budding fames
Dreams are needed, not hope
Nobody gives a fig about my motives
The night is even less perplexed
Wolves have no name for me
They pee around and then leave
For all that, we’re still one step ahead
When we know a few dance steps
I feel like turning fortune around
And make my trance partners twirl, but
It won’t be tonight that some parts
Will replace beauty or power
And I go back home
And my bathtub is a fizzy
And on TV there’s Africa
And I miss you
And the music in my ear turns to panic
Even tonight I bore a grudge against you
Even tonight I disappointed myself
I played on the edge hoping to fall from the sky
But I still miss you, I miss you
I dance till I laugh
I pray for the day never to return
I’m actually less scared
Of vampires than of my memories of you