She's like the cast-dim-lit ghost Of a one Shangri la Sucking any feeling of breeze the mayhem It may fail exhaustion passing through No cocoon for the wounded Now I just feel persecuted and ruined.
High to low its just the violence in love is something everyone wants. High to low left me with nothing I think Everything is better alone.
Awake and so far away burning like a woodpile Still enamored with the one girl that I'll never Spend a night with. Fatigue is engulfing and I'm straining Just to hide it while everything I want is standing right in front of my eyes and...
High to low its just the violence in love is something everyone wants. High to low left me with nothing I think Everything is better alone.
