He lays the needle on the vein
Pleases the music inside
Between throat and underarm
The melody drives in the bones+

Lust ... lust ... lust
Lust ... lust ... lust

He has closed his eyes
In his blood there is a battle
An army marches through his gut
His bowels going to get warm

Lust ... lust ... lust
Lust ... lust ... lust
Lust ... lust ... lust
Lust ... lust ... lust

Nothing is for you
Nothing was for you
Nothing stays for you
... for ever

Nothing is for you
Nothing was for you
Nothing stays for you
... for ever

He gets the needle off the vein
The melody breaks out the skin
Violins burn with screaming
Harps cut into the flesh

He opens his eyes
But he don´t wake up

Nothing is for you
Nothing was for you
Nothing stays for you
... for ever

Nothing is for you
Nothing was for you
Nothing stays for you
... for ever