Cold Desire

"Music made

another amazing

track…

as always..." (love machine...

machine...)

High-class play with golden rules Never falling for these wealthy fools I

sold the touch, I sold the thrill A perfect art,

a master's skill

(touch, thrill...)

I was a love,

love, love, love machine (machine...) Hot nights,

dark sights, wild, obscene

But you don't, you don't,

you don't care My engine runs but you're

not there

Long slow movements in the dark No heart,

just a sudden spark Now I want to wash it clean But

you don't want the cold machine

(wash it clean... cold machine...)

I was a love,

love, love, love machine (machine...) Hot nights,

dark sights, wild, obscene

But you don't, you don't,

you don't care My engine runs but you're not there

No

reciprocal spark,

no open door

Just a model face upon the floor

(no door...

on the floor...)

Love, love,

love

machine...

(not

there... not there...)