Sitting alone, nothing to do I touch myself and think of you ... [wahoo] I wont be satisfied until Hell's door swings open and I run in Angel be careful what you wish for! The sound will save me it blocks the whole world out and it terrifies me 'coz it's the only thing that counts I cross myself before our eyes meet as if it could save me and keep my soul sweet but fire has started to burn my house down and all that can save me is my wall of sound.