Losing Interest, you won't find no better than this I swear girl, if you leave Just let me know so it won't hurt bad When you move... Deceive devils contemplating my future Disclosed in a bag his body found useless Depleted once again to be fused with the soil Unravelled in greatly disorder Disciples rising up, the corpse was soiled The pictures in my hand, nerves in my body I need help, I need to find somebody to relate to my story Is there anybody out there? That's all I ask now, all I ask now Losing Interest, you won't find no better this I swear girl, if you leave Just let me know so it won't hurt bad When you move...