Las Mil Y Un Camas

I have here
A strange criminal desire
It seems like love
Buried deep below

This inability
To find real love
My libido won't leave me alone

I surrender to all that excitement
I lose control, I feel like a sinner
Maybe that's why I'm blind
And say no to the prospect of love

This inability
To learn to love
My libido can't destroy it (ooh ooh oh)

Dead inside here oh
Before dying
Others conquered
But I better ran (ooh ooh ooh) (ooh ooh ooh)

When? (ooh ooh ooh)
When? (ooh ooh ooh)
When?

Is there someone who feels like me?
Hurt, alone, and with no direction
My body is no longer a source of satisfaction
But of shame and modesty

This inability
To learn to love
My libido can't break it down (ooh ooh oh)

Dead inside here oh
Before dying
Others conquered
But I better ran (ooh ooh oh)

I want redemption oh
I want a heart (ooh ooh oh)
I searched in a thousand beds
But it never appeared (ooh ooh oh) (ooh ooh oh)

When? (ooh ooh ooh)
When? (ooh ooh ooh)
When?