• Technicolor Silhouettes Sparkling In Our Bloodshot Eyes
    Toasting To A True Romance That Lasts For Just One Night
    Crunching Numbers Hoping We Can Settle Our Hearts Cracked Melodies
    I Refuse To Give Up This Colour-Soaked Black And White Fight

    Knowing We Were In This To Play With Fire And Tamper With Hearts
    Hoping We Could Both Accept The Heavy Blow Of Liquor
    It Hit Me Like A Slap From A Feather, A Kiss From A Whore
    This One Night Stand So Healthy It Can't Get Any Sicker.