Tv On The Radio - Hurt You lyrics

Woahhhhhhhh (slow times for you?) (slow times for you.) (what's a boy to do?) From my parapet I spy out the corner of my eye On the street where you walk on by your beauty on the run from me Come to me, I beckon but I reckon since it's mentally Not dust to thee, my density can hinder your mobility So what? another vision fades into the twisted (faded) cityscapes Like trying to find twin snowflakes looking for another heart to break Oh, she break me equally I pray to my dead god to send A sullen siren just to silence my automaton tongue Tell me what to do So I don't hurt you Tell me what to do So I don't hurt you Tell me what to do (won't you please now) So I don't hurt you Tell me what to do So I don't hurt you He came through, blank book, on the train, new catastrophe My god, there's a body on the train right in front of me Don't look, she's a demon, strolls the sewers, no apologies I need a dirty girl to help me brush up my biology This way to a place, she's right in front of me I can pray, and she got it 'cuz she got it where she wants to be Run through, spread down like a naked buffet We gonna (mangerie[?]) and then play for days So first we spark and blaze and then we go away And then we go away and then we go three way (And then we shift our fate and then my baby say) So first we spark and blaze and then we blow away (So first we spark and blaze and then we play for days) And then we play for days and then we go away (And then we spark and blaze and then we go three way) And then we spark and blaze and then we play for days (And then my baby says and then we spark and blaze) And then we go three way and the my baby say (And then we go three way and then we shift our face) And then my baby says and then my baby says And then my baby says and then my baby says Tell me what to do So I can hurt you Tell me what to do So I can hurt you Tell me what to do So I can hurt you Tell me what to do So I can hurt you Roll out from the bedside and cut from the past Roll home, kicking lovely and lonely at last Cigarette all ablaze as I tread the rat's maze And I see every pa**ing beauty, all these mindless cuties All this youthful booty for a boy to tap Better fall into my chamber 'fore I fall into the trap A skin addiction, a benediction for all my pistons Every lay in moderation on this permanent vacation I'm fading Oh, I can't keep fading All's after I'm fading woahhhhhhhh (empty bed, empty head) (slow times for me is slow times for you too, I guess) (but I'm just a sweaty city dweller slumbering softly 'til the morning bell's knell demands I navigate leftover hell)