Testo The Needle

Give me a gun, give me a knife.

Give me a needle or I´ll take my life.

The pain is killing, my stomach hurts.

My nerves are shaking, the dope is inside.
Blow my brain out, kill the lust.

But still there is a feeling, I need more at last.

Everyday is the same.

Try to break the hours of the day.

The criminal part, you don´t really care.

You just need the feeling, you want to be there.

You don´t need no sleep, you don´t need to eat.

You just need the people, who give your needs.