I'm scared of you, but I need you
My feet are bringing me home
But I hope for unexpected
An event, a salvation a god sign
But I'm cursed and lust is my sin
My sweet and favorite sin
Hail in the soul
Like tumors in the shape of question marks
Looking for a purpose, finding a chemical answer
An instant, a temporary answer
I still believe that you're somewhere waiting for me
I try to find where I belong tonight
Tonight, all the memories are sweet and sour
An inner burn is rotting my faith
Life is a saw I have to deal with it
And heal all the cuts alone when I want to die