[Lyric] The Voyeur (Strawberry Pills)

Sit back and relax
Sensual homage
Do not make a sound
Bodies crashing down
Living in their skin
Feeling what they feel
Get into their groove
Gaze their ballet moves
It’s the name of the game
Trapped to your secret place
Drowned to your endless lust
Crave for the gift of touch

Sit back

Curtains open wide
Their way to invite
Lights fade too soon
But they always do
Morbid urge to gaze
Cannot look away
In a drunken haze
You have to obey
Sit back