Newman by British Theatre Lyrics

Murder or certain death
Goes with the satin walls
Let's put it to the test
Govern the curtain call
Whatever your alibis
Whatever you're wanting back
Whatever you're putting in
Is not in your nature

The void leaves me terrified
Comes with the territory
Let's just give it a rest
And pray for a lightning strike
Give me the resonance
A love to dig in my claws
You know when the passion's spent
And it's not in your nature

Ask no questions
Tell no lies
Dream of deliverance when
You're trapped under the ice