Under Byen - Plaything / Toy

Nothing but a plaything / toy
So simple and sexy
When I disappear and get scared
You study my fragments
You poke in the open
You lick on my soul
You munch on my pulse

You are nothing but a bastard
Such a crawling creep
Such a greedy liar
Yeah yeah it was marvellous
It was fine fine
Go away and never come back
Wretch

I know your kind
Shadows that tempt and want
Rude rude shadows
Have no idea what is in the food
Who awaits in the dark staircase
It doesn't matter now
Everyone knows that I am sick with longing

Nothing else but
Moon struck and strange / peculiar
I'm tired of people
Who just leave me
Way too hopelessly hopeful
Hereabouts there is danger and destruction / peril and ruin
Hereabouts not a damn thing happens