Coffin on the Dancefloor Songtext
von Avarice in Audio

I′ve sullied her virtue
Left her stained, tired and bruised
My thirst is unquenchable
Porcelain skin feeling sensual
Her body, her soul, edible
She tells me to act sensible
I've thrown away jezebels
Influenced by these chemicals
I′m nobody and nothing special
Only thinking with my genitals
My love is unconventional
It goes deeper than sexual
I've always been a spectacle
But I'd rather bе her sentinel
Considеr this my confessional
Enjoy the top of my pedestal


She makes me harder than a coffin
She makes me harder than a coffin
She makes me harder than a coffin
Harder than a coffin on the dance floor

I hope she doesn′t feel used
Now I′ve got everything to lose
I know I'm contemptible
My villainy is impeccable
Her love is plentiful
While I′m being acceptable
The feeling is incredible
I have become her seneschal
I'm incomprehensible
My soul is unrepentable
Someone else might be preferable
Considering I′m detestable
I know I'm expendable
And prone to these hypotheticals
I know she′s skeptical
But I can't let this go


She makes me harder than a coffin
She makes me harder than a coffin
She makes me harder than a coffin
Harder than a coffin on the dance floor