Fading away
Calling the sun
Need something special 
In your head

Making no matters 
Filling my gun
Need something special
In your hands

Sorting my T-shirts
Chewing my gum
Making appointments 
For fun

Living [bad word] 
So call the police
Taste of the mint
In every breath

Swimming naked in lake of tears
Find the cure for every fear

Waking up in a trap of your legs
And Laying apart in steel cage of crack
Can we go together indeed?
That's my special need [bad word] home
Lose the sun
Don't need anything
In your mouth

Make every matter
Breaking my gun
Don't need anything
In your mouth

Tearing my T-shirts
Spit out my gun
Lose all appointments
For now

Living in wealth
Don't call the cops
Taste of [bad word] In every mouth 

Swimming naked in lake of tears
Find the cure for every fear

Waking up in a trap of your legs
And Laying apart in steel cage of crack
Can we go together indeed?
That's my special need