I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation. There's so much shit around me. Such a lack of compassion. I thought it would be fun and games (would be fun and games). Instead it's all the same (it's all the same). I want something to do. Need to feel the sickness in you.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not again. It's quite decieving as I'm feeling the flesh make me bad.
All I'll do is look for you. I know your fix, you need it to Just to get some sort of attention, attention.