What I see outside is cute, but what I want is beneath

I just note a little thread out of your shirt wonder where it goes what it hides

I will trail after him, pull on it, rip it until I’ll see your guts

Undress you ‘til you get naked until I see what you really are

I don’t need your lovely words

Some kind of romantic verbs

I just want what’s flowing inside you baby

I can make your aim out

I’m tired of this game

What you hide

Is what I claim

Oh can’t you make my aim out

Go, walk out of the frame

What remains

Is what I claim

Show me what’s beating inside

Did you quiver when you tried

To brush my hands

Your show won’t protect you

I know I’m gonna slide

under your skin

Drop your flowers and your doubts

Go ahead but come without tricks

I simply give myself to you

I can make your aim out

I’m tired of this game

What you hide

Is what I claim

Oh can’t you make my aim out

Go, walk out of the frame

What remains

Is what I claim

Touch my hands, smell my neck, juste come closer if you can

Well I will guide you to your soul and there I will blend my heart

And we will dance yeah up and down, we’ll burst yeah all around, we’ll share oh what is left and hah

I can make your aim out

I’m tired of this game

What you hide

Is what I claim

Oh can’t you make my aim out

Go, walk out of the frame

What remains

Is what I claim

(Claim)

(It’s what I claim)

(Oh oh It’s what I claim)

(It’s what I, it’s what I claim)

(It’s what)

(It’s what I want)

(It’s what I want)

(It’s what I want)

(What remains)

(What remains)