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There are no streets for my heart

Nor voices can make my naked body shiver

But I need (a need) a slave

Who will stab me and a faithful dog

That will devour my body

Love me while I confided you my intentions

'Cos you know I will fail

Love my childish purity

'Cos you know I'd lick every sin your flesh

The limit of love is that

Of needin' always an accomplice

I've lil' in my pocket just some sand and some stupid truth

But enough to redeem your lack of style

And your vague sense of duty

My certainty falls while your saliva tastes like my sex

My tongue furrows your seals

While the night whispers our end

The limit of love is that

Of Needin' always an accomplice