Berlin - Pleasure Victim lyrics

We touched there was temperture I'm not the same Now i'm pa**ing through your door It's a pleasure game You're the object of of my smile I'm a life machine Sentimental sound on sound Time to switch the scene You're the pa**ion in me You've broken down the system You're the vision i see A pleasure victim Simple figures fill my mind Some I recognize Bodies always look the same Never see their eyes To the touch there's always you How can I erase your Flaming candles, whispered words Then your soft embrace