Texty: Germs. Get A Grip.

I'm the only thing you need
I'm so real you can feel me bleed
I'm the coat you left behind
I'm the one you'll never find
Get a grip, get a grip on me

On the streets another thing
I'll push your knife and pull your string
Put your thoughts into my mind

I'll show your things of another kind
Get a grip, get a grip on me