I come when you sleep
and paint your dreams in cobalt blue.
I slip into the back of your head
as you have breakfast with your girlfriend.
I jump out of every movie
and take a seat beyind you in the theater.
I crawl out of the radio
and I'm in your latest LP.
I stand in front of you and let no feeling show.
Love is trite, I have another goal.
I could touch you
I could seduce you
but I remain cool in the game ...
I jump into your brains
and hinder your focus.
I am the fear from rejection
the aggression in undertones.
I read inside your head
and write the holy words on your skin.
I feel the fantasies
and have a deal with illusions.
I stand in front of you and let no feeling show.
Love is trite, I have another goal.
I could seduce you ...
I want tension
Tension
until the hands shake
Tension
Tension
Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!