Burning Up Mando Diao

I don’t remember your name
But I recall your smell
I don’t remember your face
But I still feel your skin

That moonshine
That starlight fall
The tender lips of yours

My body’s gentle thrill
From that sleeping pill
Don’t need chemicals
When you are made of stars

I don’t remember your name

And I’m just burning up
If I can’t have you around me
Lord I’m burning up
All the things won’t leave me
Wanting more
My burning up
When I live of those who kill
My burning up
And I’m always wanting more
Oh I’m burning up
Lord I’m burning up