In My Veins - Winger

Be a crime if I offended you

With my so estranged religion

I’ve been chain smokin' cigarettes

Since I felt my first ignition

Don’t want you to believe me

Just want you to release me

I’m the son of a preacher

Ain’t no angels in my head, no

You’re preachin' snow white

But the stain on your switchblade’s red

Now don’t expect roses

I never had much class

Don’t want Mona Lisa

All I want is your trash in my veins

Make it last for days

Want your beast, need your rage

Wanna feel you burnin' up sister, in my veins

Devil diggin' deeper

I’m still hangin' by a thread, yeah

But don’t be talkin' 'bout love

Don’t you know that superstition’s dead?

And I ain’t nobody’s savior

So don’t expect no flash

Don’t want Mona Lisa

All I want is your trash in my veins

Make it last for days

Want your beast, need your rage

Wanna feel you burnin' up sister, in my veins

A graphic disposition

Makes such a sexy girl

Baby, you can turn the kiss of death

Into mother of pearl

I need your trash in my veins

Make it last for days

Want your beast in my cage

Wanna feel your burnin' up sister

Burnin' up, wanna melt down

Ice up wanna

Wind up, sit down, can’t you see

I’ve got the devil so deep in me?

I’ll never sleep till your burnin' up sister

Burnin' up in my cage