When less than nothing

seems to be just enough

the steel of pleasure

keeps on hunting your heart

the girl in the picture

turns a smile into dusk


When less than nothing

seems to be just enough

the queen of sugar

nails down on your back

the circle of glasses

turns your ghost into black


I'm back

at the start

sure that i'm out

of time


I cry my eyes out

tiny angel

i crawl up the wall

too late


When less than nothing

seems to be just enough

the steel of pleasure

keeps on hunting your heart

the girl in the picture

turns a smile into dusk


When less than nothing

seems to be just enough

the wings of morning

nail down on your back

the breat-eating flowers

turn your ghost into black


I want

to restart

losing my love

two times


I cry my eyes out

tiny angel

i crawl up the wall

too late


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