In the wasteland I hunt nothing
but stand by a tree stump waiting for a hare
whole night we set here
and i keep touching your hair

I used to ignore the thirst
and my gaze is caressive
and i need you to need me
though i dont want to kiss you
but i need you to kiss me first

it would be an understatement
to say its our grotesquely experiment
I am a freaky gentlemen
you better have to remember it

I used to ignore the thirst
and my gaze is caressive
and i need you to need me
though i dont want to kiss you
but i need you to kiss me first

In the wasteland I hunt nothing
but stand by a tree stump waiting for a hare
because i know that love is a hill
so its seems easier
to be a single and happy wayfarer

it would be an understatement
to say its our grotesquely experiment
I am a freaky gentlemen
you better have to remember it