No Milk, No Sugar - Islands

We need new blood

We need new drugs

We need new lovers

We got so thrown

We feel lost at home

No milk, no sugar

Oh, to be the cream

If only a machine could make us dream again

We fill our lungs

We don’t hold our tongues

We don’t need to prove this

We wrest control

Think we like this hole?

The young and the useless

Oh, to be the cream

If only a machine could make us dream again

We waste our time

We hang behind

And wait for the others

We need new blood

We need new drugs

We need new lovers