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Lyrics:

Something has to change.

Un-deniable dilemma.

Boredom's not a burden

Anyone should bear.

 

Constant over-stimulation numbs me

But I would not want you

Any other way.

 

Just not enough.

I need more.

Nothing seems to satisfy.

I said

I don't want it.

I just need it.

To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

 

Finger deep within the borderline.

Show me that you love me and that we belong together.

Relax, turn around and take my hand.

 

I can help you change

Tired moments into pleasure.

Say the word and we'll be

Well upon our way.

 

Blend and balance

Pain and comfort

Deep within you

'Til you will not want me any other way.

 

But it's not enough.

I need more.

Nothing seems to satisfy.

I said

I don't want it.

I just need it.

To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.

 

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.

This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.

Relax. Slip away.

 

(Chupa minha pica pichu)

(Chupa minha pica pinto)

 

(Chupa minha pica pinto)

 

(Relax, relax, relax, relax)

 

There's something kinda sad about

The way that things have come to be.

Desensitized to everything.

What became of subtlety?

 

Now how can this mean anything to me

If I really don't feel anything at all?

 

I'll keep digging

'Til I feel something.

 

Elbow deep inside the borderline.

Show me that you love me and that we belong together.

Shoulder deep within the borderline.

Relax. Turn around and take my hand.

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Letra:

Algo tiene que cambiar.

Un dilema innegable.

El aburrimiento no es una carga

que cualquiera deba soportar.

 

La sobreestimulación constante me adormece

Pero no te querría

de ninguna otra manera.

 

Simplemente no es suficiente.

Necesito más.

Nada parece satisfacer.

Dije

No lo quiero.

Solo lo necesito.

Para respirar, sentir, saber que estoy vivo.

 

Hasta el fondo dentro del límite.

Muéstrame que me amas y que pertenecemos juntos.

Relájate, da la vuelta y toma mi mano.

 

Puedo ayudarte a cambiar

Momentos cansados en placer.

Di la palabra y estaremos

Bien encaminados.

 

Mezcla y equilibra

Dolor y comodidad

Profundamente dentro de ti

Hasta que no me quieras de ninguna otra manera.

 

Pero no es suficiente.

Necesito más.

Nada parece satisfacer.

Dije

No lo quiero.

Solo lo necesito.

Para respirar, sentir, saber que estoy vivo.

 

Hasta el nudillo dentro del límite.

Puede que esto duela un poco, pero es algo a lo que te acostumbrarás.

Relájate. Escapa.

 

(Hasta el fondo en el límite)

(Chupa mi pene, Pichu)

(Chupa mi pene, pinto)

 

(Relájate, relájate, relájate, relájate)

 

Hay algo tristemente peculiar sobre

La forma en que las cosas han llegado a ser.

Desensibilizado a todo.

¿Qué fue de la sutileza?

 

Ahora, ¿cómo puede esto significar algo para mí

Si realmente no siento nada en absoluto?

 

Seguiré cavando

Hasta que sienta algo.

 

Hasta el codo dentro del límite.

Muéstrame que me amas y que pertenecemos juntos.

Hasta el hombro dentro del límite.

Relájate. Da la vuelta y toma mi mano.


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