Tomorrow (Levél poste restante)

Too crazy to comprehend
This place is a gateway to pleasure
There just is no way to fight it
You're trapped a victim of your own desire

She's dirty, she wants you to
Poses every inch of her body
She shoots you with her poisoned arrow
You're wild, you take her in the steaming backroom

It is out of your hands
You know, you will regret what you're doing tonight
But you're feeling so high
So cool and you don't think about tomorrow
Now you don't think about tomorrow
Now you don't think about tomorrow

The day breaks, you're walking home
And guilt follows you like a shadow
It's far too late for poor excuses
You're trapped victimised by your desirе

It is out of your hands
You know, it is the same thing all over tonight
You'll bе feeling so high
So cool and you won't think about tomorrow

So high, so cool and you won't think about tomorrow
Now you won't think about tomorrow
You don't think about, you don't think about tomorrow