The Infinite Kiss

　　Brett Anderson-The Infinite Kiss

　　Album:Brett Anderson

　　And when your clothes are on the ground

　　and your hair is falling down

　　Will you surrender to it now?

　　Because yes only we exist

　　in our symphony of flesh

　　in our universe of bliss

　　In the infinite kiss,

　　the infinite kiss

　　As it subjugates you now,

　　as it pins you to the ground

　　like a tethered animal

　　As it drags you by the hips

　　and it forces you to this,

　　it is hell but in is bliss

　　It's the infinite kiss,

　　the infinite kiss

　　It's the infinite kiss,

　　the infinite kiss

　　As you move like a machine

　　and the child within you screams

　　"when was heaven so obscene?"

　　It's our playground of exess,

　　it is poetry made flesh,

　　it's our sumphony of bliss

　　The infinite kiss,

　　the infinite kiss

　　It's the infinite kiss,

　　the infinite kiss

　　Brett Anderson-The Infinite Kiss

　　Album:Brett Anderson