Creatures

I need it

The sex skin habit

You could just crawl out

And forget I'm hereI need it

Love and something

I'd just as soon forget

So keep it out the papersI need it

'The sex musicians'

I'll show you 'something'

While the boys beat timeI need it

And she's still waiting

We like to wake up

In a strange bed romanceOne more time for me

You are the young things fed on garbage and lies

Please one more time for me

You are the young things fed on garbage and lies

I'm talking far too much about my shameI need it

Creatures calling

I'll tear my heart out

But I need some moreI need it

I'm under pressure

I don't remember

If her story's true