Hands Around My Throat

Back down and touch

The door is shut

In the end you're just too close

There's no-one here

There's no-one there

I still can't tell if you'd better try this

And you might find I'm in your place

I see your face

The air is cold

I'm still on hold

I still can't tell

What's been said

Your Hands around my Throat

Ask me to let go

Your Hands around my Throat

Death In Vegas