Markus Riva - Dynamite

You are setting fires in my name
You invite a moth into the flames
There’s a steep price to pay
But I know that I’ll stay

Your kind of sorcery is dangerous to me
It’s gonna blow us skyscraper high
Your sensuality is stirring something deep
Unless it’s all a trick of the night

My heart is made of dynamite…

I should tell myself until I learn
Oh, try and get away before you burn
There’s a steep price to pay
But I know that I’ll stay

Your kind of sorcery is dangerous to me
It’s gonna blow us skyscraper high
Your sensuality is stirring something deep
Unless it’s all a trick of the night

My heart is made of dynamite…
My heart is made of dynamite…

And when you come around
The sound is deafening
It doesn’t beat so much
As it pounds for you

The risk I’m gonna die to take
Dynamite…
My heart is made of dynamite…
My heart is made of dynamite