Everything

Beatsteaks

I need a home

I need a shelter

I need a run

I need a push

A push up the wall

Who’s selling love

Love for a lover

I’m a stranger

In one hand a gun

In one hand a fire



You come around

Infecting through

Carried away

Caught up in you

Aware of nothing

You break it down

You’re quite everything

Quite everything



Another day

Walk down the alley

A fucked up alley

It always leads me

To your door

I needed bliss

Not disappointment

Just for a while

Just for a day

Just for a while



You come around

Infecting through

Carried away

Caught up in you

Aware of nothing

You break it down

You’re quite everything

Quite everything



You’re quite everything

Quite everything



You come around

Infecting through

Carried away

Caught up in you

Aware of nothing

You break it down

You’re quite everything

Quite everything