Sweetheart, where do you come from? You’re burning like a fire in my head You’re the perfect vision Baby, beautiful heathen I love you like I’ve never loved before You’re my hardcore obsession
I want your contact I think I cannot fight your aphrodisiac I know that only you can make me whole
Sweat-drenched shallow compulsions I’m crying the tears of my youth they’re pouring out I get no satisfaction I’m drowning in virgins and Russians You’ll do anything to force out the burning bad in me You make me animal, you’re an infection