Teksty: The Toadies. Hell Below / Stars Above. What We Have We Steal.

Shut down the disease
Brush it aside and stand up off your knees
Tip the scales
Spin me some horrible, beautiful tales

'Cause now you're weak
And you're tired and lonely
You can't see what could
Be yours for keeps all the while

You can take what you want
But you're not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal

Run your fingers over me
Pull away the skin, uncover the disease
With a weakness and a tenderness we kiss
Consuming each other all over again

You can take what you want
But you're not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal

We steal
We steal
Yeah, we steal

You can take what you want
But you're not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal

Yeah, you can take what you want
But you're not so nice any more
You're not so nice any more
You're not so nice any more
Everything we have we steal

We steal
We steal
Yeah, we steal