Casual Sex
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐ ID: 17691831
๐ Lyrics
Casual sex
Is it irrational? (Yes!)
I think it's time to find out why
And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime
In a dream there's a dolphin
And a soldier, they're walking
Through the sand and toward a morgue
In an office there's a hostess who has
Carried our friend
And wheeled him into a drawer
She pulls his file
The air is cold
Down the aisle we follow her
I'm thinking casual sex - the feeling
Casual sex - the soldier's life's the same as mine
And he's attracted to a nun
But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun
The nun just has to pace
Her gothic skirt over her legs
They're getting warmer toward the insides
And their tops
"The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life
They're into robes and gloves
Goblet glass and crosses
The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun
The sound of her voice
And the handle of the robe
Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak
The nun just strikes a pose
The soldier's helmet hits the floor
He's walking backward
Until he's pinned against stained glass
Is it irrational? (Yes!)
I think it's time to find out why
And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime
In a dream there's a dolphin
And a soldier, they're walking
Through the sand and toward a morgue
In an office there's a hostess who has
Carried our friend
And wheeled him into a drawer
She pulls his file
The air is cold
Down the aisle we follow her
I'm thinking casual sex - the feeling
Casual sex - the soldier's life's the same as mine
And he's attracted to a nun
But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun
The nun just has to pace
Her gothic skirt over her legs
They're getting warmer toward the insides
And their tops
"The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life
They're into robes and gloves
Goblet glass and crosses
The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun
The sound of her voice
And the handle of the robe
Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak
The nun just strikes a pose
The soldier's helmet hits the floor
He's walking backward
Until he's pinned against stained glass
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.09] Casual sex
[00:00.22] Is it irrational? (Yes!)
[00:00.58] I think it's time to find out why
[00:00.76] And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime
[00:01.02] In a dream there's a dolphin
[00:01.22] And a soldier, they're walking
[00:01.53] Through the sand and toward a morgue
[00:01.80] In an office there's a hostess who has
[00:52.57] Carried our friend
[00:54.35] And wheeled him into a drawer
[00:57.94] She pulls his file
[00:59.71] The air is cold
[01:01.55] Down the aisle we follow her
[01:06.00] I'm thinking casual sex - the feeling
[01:09.68] Casual sex - the soldier's life's the same as mine
[01:16.06] And he's attracted to a nun
[01:20.58] But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
[01:26.84] A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun
[01:34.98] The nun just has to pace
[01:37.72] Her gothic skirt over her legs
[01:42.25] They're getting warmer toward the insides
[01:45.86] And their tops
[02:00.11] "The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life
[02:06.45] They're into robes and gloves
[02:09.15] Goblet glass and crosses
[02:13.63] The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
[02:21.08] A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun
[02:29.94] The sound of her voice
[02:32.69] And the handle of the robe
[02:36.22] Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak
[02:44.34] The nun just strikes a pose
[02:47.08] The soldier's helmet hits the floor
[02:50.65] He's walking backward
[02:53.33] Until he's pinned against stained glass
[03:04.13]
[00:00.22] Is it irrational? (Yes!)
[00:00.58] I think it's time to find out why
[00:00.76] And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime
[00:01.02] In a dream there's a dolphin
[00:01.22] And a soldier, they're walking
[00:01.53] Through the sand and toward a morgue
[00:01.80] In an office there's a hostess who has
[00:52.57] Carried our friend
[00:54.35] And wheeled him into a drawer
[00:57.94] She pulls his file
[00:59.71] The air is cold
[01:01.55] Down the aisle we follow her
[01:06.00] I'm thinking casual sex - the feeling
[01:09.68] Casual sex - the soldier's life's the same as mine
[01:16.06] And he's attracted to a nun
[01:20.58] But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
[01:26.84] A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun
[01:34.98] The nun just has to pace
[01:37.72] Her gothic skirt over her legs
[01:42.25] They're getting warmer toward the insides
[01:45.86] And their tops
[02:00.11] "The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life
[02:06.45] They're into robes and gloves
[02:09.15] Goblet glass and crosses
[02:13.63] The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
[02:21.08] A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun
[02:29.94] The sound of her voice
[02:32.69] And the handle of the robe
[02:36.22] Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak
[02:44.34] The nun just strikes a pose
[02:47.08] The soldier's helmet hits the floor
[02:50.65] He's walking backward
[02:53.33] Until he's pinned against stained glass
[03:04.13]