I’m sinking in emancipation But I know that it shows that I’m next to you turning on
And I’m feeling the liberation Till the dawn, till the dawn, and I'm inside you turning on You’re turning on
Turning on You’re turning on
I’m racing toward exploitation Holding on, holding on turning on And I'm getting so saturated And I long, and I long to be tasting you turning on You’re turning on
Turning on You’re turning on Turning on
I suppose we will play now You’re turning on Do you like to be hunted By a snake in the grass And now you’re spinning around You’ll be delivered last
Take you down till you get there Mistaken journey we're on Come on my lover and bite me Keep me high until dawn
You’re turning on Turning on You’re turning on Turning on Turning on You’re turning on Turning on You’re turning on