Quiet Pleasure from Dead Lights by DEAD LIGHTS

QUIET PLEASURE

Hiding sounds under white noise.
Some nights we make the right choice.
I think I know what she enjoys.
A faster heartbeat with a quiet voice.

Twist and tear apart with what you’ve got.
Stick it in the heart and don’t stop.

Such unknown pleasures,
And you’ll own yours forever.

Heavy breathing,
You’ll be writhing to
Heavy needing
You’ll be crying soon.
Oh, so pleasing,
Drowned in heavy blue.
They’ll be grieving,
When you’re through.

Then the sound comes like thunder.
The sun don’t rise in a killers eyes.
Never let it go keep the volume low.

The ground shakes from under.
You can see the knife
under strobing lights.
Aching breath it’s the little death.

Such unknown pleasures,
And you’ll own yours forever.

Every time you touch is such a sin.
You’ve never even heard of such a thing.
Stifle every sound you start to sing,
As your body starts to tremble from within.

Don’t you say a word.
Keep the volume low.
Don’t you say a word.
Keep the volume low.

Then the sound comes like thunder.
The sun don’t rise in a killers eyes.
Never let it go keep the volume low.

The ground shakes from under,
You can see the knife
under strobing lights.
Aching breath it’s the little death.

Quiet pleasure.

• Electronic
• London