After everything I've done for her,
she thinks I am a squirrel
crawling from hole to hole
seeking for another girl.
She doesn't know,
shes wrong,
'cause I am killing
for her song,
song which only she
can sing to me,
give me the feeling
that I am free,
free from all the shity things
which hunt me down
and destroy my wings
to fly to her
and give her a kiss.