Lyric The Hotline

Breathing hard. Static on the line. I ll never get enough.
Emptiness of telephonic sex.
I imagine you undressing and I can barely stand.

[Chorus:]
Turn down the lights.
Your mouth turns me to rust.
So let s unwind.
I can t escape the hotline.

Take your picture. Bite you on the neck. Its all I wanna do.
Secretly romancing the recluse.
There is no touch. I am dead inside. This is all thats left.

[Chorus]

Where are you now?
I need your voice.
I ve been wrapped up tight and spending all my nights...
There s not enough

[Chorus 2x]

You can t stop now I m almost,
You can t stop now I m almost there.