Criminal Imagination کے بول

Well it's a bad neighborhood inside my head My bloodied burns ya know like sea is red If need desire could kill It won't be long until I'm dead I've got a criminal imagination I'm just waiting on a invitation I just wanna taste (yeah) your breath And show you more than you ever thought you'd see Because you love it kills me And I'm just dying for release I got a criminal imagination Just waiting on a invitation Your lips so intoxicating To my criminal imagination I got a criminal imagination I'm just waiting on a invitation Your lips so intoxicating To my criminal imagination