[Verse 1] Its only you, that can suck the way you do It's the bad, last taint of habitual reason. Realists the shoot the fame into Shame. I feel your taste enclosed New hills feed the world its open sore. [Pre-chorus] The way you feel inside... The Taste so Burning Bright Lured into you... This Shifting Flux Inside... [Chorus] Come Feel Me! [Verse 2] The soul in you... My Mind glows Your fisting touch, To fore go Itch my pain, red twisting nails bleeding. Freeing me... I can save you mind