Former Self Lyrics - Icon Of Coil

Decisions are few, although I've found my peace 

Avoiding the dark, caressing the sun 

Despised by your touch, prefer to be alone 

Now lend me your soul, it seems like I'm losing mine 

And this ain't me 

Hold my self down with a knife to my throat 

And this ain't me 

Standing alone as the drugs starts to work 

And this ain't me 

Filled by desire, I'm calm as a storm 

Like a state of mind, it's someone you know 

Too soon, too cold, this invitation 

Now lend me your soul, I fall to damnation 

And this ain't me 

Hold my self down with a knife to my throat 

And this ain't me 

Standing alone as the drugs starts to work 

And this ain't me