Cigarette Machine (Club Mix)

(Hey!)

I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine

(Hey!)

(Can't write that down)

(Can't write that down)

(Can't write that down)

(Can't write that down)

Well it's 5 o'clock, 4 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 2

And I'm so fixed up, I don't know what to do

This door's closed, amount to me

Hang my own negative me

Motel squares off against the blue

Separate now

Instant heat and a sense of you

Separate now

Twisted, twisted, saw it from the start

Separate now

Mercy, mercy, your black heart

(Hey!)

(Can't write that down)

(Can't write that down)

I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine

It's everything I seem to dream

I gotta chase myself out of this room

Seen so many and your mouth feels used

In the half-lit light of the summer moon

Motel squares off against the blue

Separate now

Instant heat and a sense of you

Separate now

Twisted, twisted, saw it from the start

Separate now

Mercy, mercy, your black heart

Twisted, twisted, saw it from the start

Separate now

Mercy, mercy, your black heart

(Hey!)

Mercy, mercy to your black heart

Mercy, mercy to your black heart

Mercy, mercy to your black heart

Mercy, mercy to your black heart

I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine