I’m a whore,
like I’m feeling,
sorry for myself.
In your arms,
I’m drawning,
like the child I was!
I need more,
can you help me?
Feed my sin,
come and kill me!
It’s calling, calling, calling, calling me!
Endless skies,
falling freely,
down up on my head.
So much for,
hopless dreaming,
frustration settles in!
I need more,
can you help me?
Feed my sin,
come and kill me!
It’s calling, calling, calling, calling
me-e-e-e-e!
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
(Hey, you're really crazy... You know that?) I thought that I was calling up my…
I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…