alone
words are misunderstood
the meaning in this life
means nothing
i'm feeling useless and ammature

you are my martyr
a way of being
a need to feel
useless and needless
think about tomorrow

and love me tonight
send me spinning
my mind is tripping out
and i'm whispering in your ears
seeking a brand new beginning

a way of living, this is the last and
final fallen, a infatulation of lust

somehow he believes
in your words,
arouse with the erotic revolution of sound