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...