The Adrenalin Room
Chris Corner
The virgin anger and the will to power
The secret fire of the human form
Burning water vitriol
Mercury rising above us all
The dissolving and binding
Wearing the crow in the fold
My coarse heart swallows eve thing up
Like a black hole
Like a black hole
In the adrenaline room
At the back of my head
There’s a locked up box
And people kissing everywhere
The virgin anger and the will to power
The secret fire of the human form
In the adrenaline room
At the back of my head
There’s a locked up box
And people kissing everywhere