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)