You always keep me coming back for more
So many faces in the world but I want yours
The way you make me feel inside my bones
I cant remember how it feels to be alone
And when you call my phone late at night
Anticipation always burns me up inside
Shimmy my way down underground
Polluting airways in my wake Inside
Swaying architecture
Grappling a birthday cake Inside
Its analogy backfire
In the clich storm of backwards prose Inside
Shoot the agony beam
Wearing sacrificial clothes
I havent slept for weeks
Just a couple more
And Ill be yours
Ill be coming home again
And well tear apart those sheets
And forget the world
A little while
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I want to know what youre feeling
If its making sense on time
Then why do I hear their whines?
If it moves and breathes its fine
Dont let it mess with your mind
Paging Dr. Mess your patients throwing food and ate his robe
You always keep me coming back for more
So many faces in the world but I want yours
The way you make me feel inside my bones
I cant remember how it feels to be alone
And when you call my phone late at night
Anticipation always burns me up inside
Shimmy my way down underground
Polluting airways in my wake Inside
Swaying architecture
Grappling a birthday cake Inside
Its analogy backfire
In the clich storm of backwards prose Inside
Shoot the agony beam
Wearing sacrificial clothes
Quantum something can do anything Easier said than done
An accidental public confession was made Cant be the only one
I was in a viper fight, but Im alright
That jacket looks good on most people
Confused cause Im too dumb to find the light
Finally exiled
Overcome by circumstance
I put my life in the Devils hands
Fell lower than before
Lower than ever before
I know its hard to forgive me now
But I swear Ive taught myself how
To barricade the door
I wont go there anymore
Overcome by circumstance
Separated by consequence
I fell lower than before
Lower than I have before
If I could just get through to you
We could put in the final screws
To barricade the door
And start back where we were
Carcinogenic isotope, we need the A-Team montage
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