Keep this shit in your lungs - Like everyone is interested about you
I do not like to be introduced with your mania
I'm not an object - I do not belong to you
And I am not a cigarette which you can always switch to another
when the earlier one burns out
Though astrology is against my thoughts
I wanna know the real you
I'm not gonna marry someone stranger, who I don't know
Stars aren't controlling my love I've got towards you
I wanna be your little secret between your claws
which you still want to reveal to the whole world
Put your hands in there and don't be quick
Use strength you've got - I know it's there
Still I need to throw this question up in the air:
Who wants to be the massager tonight?
All the pain you've beeing suffering and wenting through
it makes me want to help and give all my love
though I don't have any feelings towards you
So I can't be a lover you wish for - only a friend.