Girl, you know the best way to relax In moments of your person's life You're wearing bright fancy stuff Burning under lustful glances and lights The Earth's surface's clearly seems to be tired Of those freaks who don't want to be shy I would get what I want If you let me be cruel enough But this is not what I'm doing like this This is not what I'm doing like this I need no girl for one night I need a girl for all the time Nothing like this gloss Can make me zero Just give me numbers of truth Until the life has come Until the life has come Just give me numbers of truth...