Euphoric

Mitochondria

Euphoric


You breathe, we breathe for our lives 
Hush little babe, don't say a word, the more you move the more it hurts 
Don't you scream, it does no good, you're stuck here with me alone 
Dry your eyes, there is no need to cry, this won't take long at all 

Conquest of itself, for no one else 
Conquest of itself... 

Give me your wrists behind your back, I be delicate 
Heartbeats race, blood starts to boil, your going to feel it, feel it now 
Open your mouth, open it wide, the life I want doesn't speak nor lie 
The wrath inside me is blessed upon you, grieving hurts but what else will 
you do 

Conquest of itself, for no one else 
Conquest of itself 

While they float around, take your breath, that's the last you get 
They take your oxygen and they make energy created within 
All the power stored inside you and me baby 
Hopefully me brain cells will transmit to the rest of my body 

Probably not, it doesn't need any help 
Conquest of itself