Thrills in the night, far from the light, passion taking over Prices she pays, all through the days, no on really knows her Ooh as she's walking around like a mystery And desires she's kept hidden inside make her tingle Early morning, as she wakes from

We are undercover passion on the run Chasing love up against the sun We are strangers by day, lovers by night Knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right Call up, ring once, hang up the phone To let me know you made it home Don't want nothing to be wrong

To be joyful, joyful Joyful and happy, sunny and bright Joyful and happy, just being alive Doctors' notes, swinging votes, but I can't decide If I stay here much longer, surely will die Lived the life full of vice wwith passion and crime Can't say I'm

Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be The little things you do Prey for me (Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology, (Prey for me) I'm

Now it's time to trade those dreams For the rush of passion's fire I can feel you tremble when we touch Reaching out to both of us I can't hold back, I'm on the edge (I can't hold back) You voice explodes inside my head I can't hold back, I won't back

Anything can happen Alternating currents Basic elemental Instinct to survive Stirs the higher passions Thrill to be alive In a tidewater surge Rational resistance To an unwise urge

This fire burns, always. Even through the darkest days, This day is mine. The passion inside me, Is burning, is burning. All I've ever wanted was destiny to be fulfilled, It is in my hands, I must not fail, I must not fail. This is the broken ground

Her love's like rain on a tin roof Sweet song on a summer time storm And the way that it moves you It's a melody of passion raging on Then it's gone Her eyes are blue just like the ocean Her heart is a river free Well now and then she gets the notion And

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

I'm an outcast on the path of rebound Everything is frail, I desolate, crush, and burn I have chosen darkness to be my guide War is in my heart, death is by my side War heart! With no remains of compassion or love War heart! Hate your fellow as yourself