i need some cheap wine
to kill some timesome cheaper girlsin the meanwhile
pass away
just a little while
the master says:
i need no reason why
i'm just looking for a weak god
who could take me for what i am
don't tell me what i need not
maybe someday i will be back again
with my
weak god
papa i know
it might sound strange
but i've got some wounds to rearrange
tell me i'm good
tell me i'm enough
tell me you're in love
with my weak god
i'm a little bit cleaner
than i was
the day before
and the day before that
every time i fall asleep
i dream of you
that's why I camouflage myself
with that cheap perfume