Sex (the Black Angel) Lyrics - New Model Army

Look at my eyes - you know what it is 

I want you, I want you 

The way your body moves beneath that dress 

And all the nights I've spent away alone in sleeplessness 

It's a hunger that we can fill 

Racing, racing 

And every nerve tingles with it 

I want you, I want you 

You know the way that I can make you feel 

Of all the faces in the crowd, there's only you 

Pull down your hair a little 

Open up your mouth a little 

You're beautiful, you're the best 

This feeling that you know oh so well 

Your oldest friend from the fires, the fires of hell 

And I want you now 

Driving down 

Driving down 

Into the fires 

Every stretch and move is like a dream 

Eating, biting, scratching 

And all there is, is these racing pulses 

And the breathing 

Forget all the lies that they gave to you 

Believe in this 'cause how could this feeling not be true 

Driving down