Whatever You Do... Don't Push the Red Button Songtext
von Motionless in White

This masochism is alive
My desire for skin is unnerving
Flesh to flesh, the taste of death
Temptations rise
Now if she could only speak
We could set this everlasting
This girl in a box leaves me wanting more
Flesh to flesh, taste of death

This will be our little sweet 666
In our own
Be still my love for we cannot be seen
In our own


This will be our 666
Be still my love, for we cannot be seen
Or they will surely take you away from me
Be still my love, for we cannot be seen
Or they will surely take you away from me

This will be our little sweet 666
In our own
Be still my love for we cannot be seen
In our own

I slide inside the hell within
For there is nothing like her rotting skin
Oh

I bet that I′ve fucked more dead girls than you
More dead girls than you
I bet that I've fucked more dead girls
More dead girls than you

Oh, this masochism is alive
And my desire for skin is here
I will turn you, turn you inside out
The smell of romance is in the air