That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
That Petrol Emotion
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That Petrol Emotion
I've had a masochistic kiss of death
Of discontent wall to wall
A hoodlum shrine for nothing more
That went beyond the steel and call
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
But I was keen to do the perfect
Not what Angels do discriminate
Against black and white
I'm alright
And isn't it time
Your socks pulled up
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
It's like some voyeuristic tradition
Of naked hate
More and more
A feeble kind of subtlety
That's lost beneath veneers of shocks
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling
I can't stop