Text: Sleeper. Pryotechnician.

throw me your matches 'cos i like to burn stuff
give me your lighter to keep me amused
kiss your fingers goodbye, bye, bye
i'm burning them
kiss your fingers goodbye, bye, bye
i'm burning
as a matter of fact they've just turned black
i think you're attractive but in a strange way
it's always exciting when you're around
kiss your Bentley goodbye, bye, bye
i'm burning
as a matter of fact they've just turned black
pryomania
so pyrotechnician, i think i love you

when will you let me join in your stunts
kiss your fingers goodbye, bye, bye
i'm burning them
kiss your fingers goodbye, bye, bye
i'm burning
as a matter of fact they've just turned black
pryomania
pryomania
pryomania
pryomania