Direct Injection

You know my face from the Cover of a Magazine.
You think I'm sexy, but I'm think: You're just Obscene.
And when you talk to me.
I treat you like the dirt under my feet.
You are the reason, why I can not trust no Girl.
Fake me a Smile,
fake your affection,
baby.
For you to get high,
to gain my reaction maybe.
And you think I'm divine
the laws of attraction,
and you wanna be mine,
you want my direct injection.
You read my story
and you think you know the real me.
But I won't let you in although,
you're beggin..
And when you approach I try a fast escape,
because your Love seems so real,
like a flower on the Moon.