It's the same, it's the same, it's the same old lie. It's the same, it's the same, it's the same old lie. It's the same, it's the same, it's the same old lie.
Slowly, you stroll over where I sit,. you strain crystals but now im one within.. Sweetheart, lover, words you use for me,. I yearn to get you forever, to get you into me..
Strangulation, I don't wanna feel a thing. When your hands close tight around my neck. And force the air that I breathe. . I don't wanna feel a thing.
So, I do believe. None of this is physical. At least not to me. So, I do believe. That anywhere it goes. It's always with me. It's not the dream. That makes you weak.