i need an enemy
i need a war
i need someone to hate
i need a new mind game to play
will you be my toy?
for this grown little boy?
will you be my toy?
just for a moment of joy
cause i cant stand this shit
all this weakness, i’m addicted
to my own weakness
i need someone or something to set me free
will you be my drug?
to show me how to love
will you be my muse
close the curtains and curse the sun