Right in my wrong turn And so she comes when i call She's always there when i'm not all here I know this much isn't all I am the driver she mans the steer And I play soul hunter Just like the sheep clothed in wolve's intuition I am all hunger She sets in moods that grow with my submission She sends me right in my wrong turn I think I know her She holds me tight in my loose turn Can't look her over And though she comes when I call It is my wish that is the weak link in her resistance I know this much isn't all She's always slow like a fast train in the distance And I am all hunger She feeds on me like ice in the sunshine I am all anger Come danger close, grow the fear of it smaller She sends me right in my wrong turn I think I know her She holds me tight in my loose turn Can't look her over That's how she comes as she is when she comes to mind Pretty yeah...