Besedila: DownDownDown. Propagandalove.

A love from a
far aint for the faint of heart
Like standing guard at a graveyard after dark
Girl, I swear it?s true?
I want to hypnotize you to do what I tell you to
On the count of three you?ll love me forever
more
Like a fabled fairytale
Where you wont ignore me,
Just adore me, 'cuz I?m yours
You are sweet, sinful cinnamon stuck swirling
through my brain
But you don?t know my name
I?m right here love, craving your love
But to you it?s all the same
Cause you don?t know my name
I?d turn you inside out
Then fold you right back in again
Without a single wrinkle
Or crinkle in your scanted, skin tight blouse
You are sweet, sinful cinnamon still swirling through my brain
But you don?t know my name
I?m right here love, craving your love
But to you it?s all the same Cause you don?t know my name
Who ripped your retinas from your eyes my dear?Who blinded you, and made me disappear?
Who?s your persistent little boy?
I am
But who wants a non existent, pretend, one sided love?
I do?
You are sweet, sinful cinnamon still swirling though my brain
But you don?t know my name
I?m right here love, craving your love. But to
you it?s all the same Cause you don?t know my name
How could you not fall for my propaganda love-serenade?