Bang Songtext
von Armchair Cynics

Break the skin
′Cause I can't tell where your body ends and mine begins
Tear the flesh
I woke today feelin′ like some kinda masochist

Well, you manifest, you bring things to be
Yeah, your mojo witchcraft, honey, it's working on me
And I must confess, pull, beg, and plead
That I need your kiss like the ocean needs a breeze

(Oh!) I go off like a gun, like a loaded weapon
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
So here we go again, it echoes in my head
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands

So I can feel you here with me

Soaked in sin
Baptized by your kiss and now I'm born again
Bite your lip
Wrap my hands around your head and pull you in


I can′t catch my breath, sleep, think, or speak
Yeah, your mojo witchcraft, honey, it′s working on me
So let's make a mess, tear up the sheets
Every whisper you speak sends a shiver through me

(Oh!) I go off like a gun, like a loaded weapon
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
So here we go again, it echoes in my head
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands

(Oh!) I go off like a gun, like a loaded weapon
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
So here we go again, it echoes in my head
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands

So I can feel you here with me
(Tear the flesh)
So I can feel you here with me
(Break the skin)
So I can feel you near me
(Tear the flesh)
So I′ll make sure you hear me

(Oh!) I go off like a gun, like a loaded weapon
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
So here we go again, it echoes in my head
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands


(Oh!) I go off like a gun, like a loaded weapon
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
So here we go again, it echoes in my head
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands

Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands
Bang, bang, bang, grip me in your hands