Submission Songtext
von Christina Rosenvinge

See you as a young boy,
mixing soda and wine,
body fit for nothing,
soccer state of mind.

See you as a young girl,
nightmare of your dad,
scared of what you know,
always looking sad.

Use, use me,
make something pretty of me.
Excuse this naked mess,
I refuse to own myself at this time.

You kiss like a soldier,
you move like a snake,
in your marble body
there′s nothing I can break.


We collide in silence,
the room begins to wane,
glowing in the darkness
I see your purple veins.

Use, use me,
make something pretty of me.
Excuse this naked mess,
I refuse to own myself under
these present circumstances,
take it as it is my dear friend.

Of course I would like
to keep these pictures of us,
torn apart but yet completed.

Through your sleeping eyelids
I can read your mind,
in your naked body
I can read your mind.

Don't make any promises
′cause I can read your mind
and you're so new.

Use, use me

make something pretty,
make something pretty of me.