OXPA - PRETTY VIOLENCE

And when you pull me closer I lose the world outside.
Pretty violence, pretty violence, pretty violence.
I lose the world.
I lose the world, I lose the world.
Your lips don't have to say it.
I already know there's something in the way you move that makes me lose control.
No ceiling, no tomorrow, no reason to go home.
Just your body next to mine, and the night becoming slow.
If this is a dream,