Like a virus needs a body
As soft tissue feeds on blood
Some day I'll find you, the urge is here
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
Like a mushroom on a tree trunk
As the protein transmutates
I knock on your skin, and I am in
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
The perfect match, you and me
I adapt, contagious
You open up, say welcome.
Like a flame that seeks explosives
As gunpowder needs a war
I feast inside you, my host is you
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
The perfect match, you and I
You fail to resist
My crystalline charm.
Like a virus, patient hunter
I'm waiting for you, I'm starving for you
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
My sweet adversary, ooh...
My sweet adversary, oh...
My sweet adversary.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh...
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Björk in Album Biophilia Released in 2011 |