Under the gloss, under the gloss, I've been spoiled by my dreams
Spoiled by my dreams
Under the gloss, under the gloss, I've been spoiled by my dreams

Here I am with angels in a lover's embrace- I should be happy
It's so fake and corroded that I feel out of place- I should be happy
My dice ain't that desperate to be rolled in this game
I can't be much clearer yet it's vague all the same

So obvious- what's
In-between us- don't
Entice my mind, unless there's- Someplace to go

So call it total obsession in a sensual fog- That's what I do
Or a half-price ticket inside Pandora's box- It's up to you
But don't ever chain me to this mischievous toy
Ejaculate my mind or you've got the wrong boy

Solo

Under the gloss, under the gloss, spoiled by my dreams x2
Immaculate shapes mold our demonic delight
Gross interpretation of our need to survive
Under the gloss, under the gloss, spoiled by my dream