Murderous, but the urge is fleeting
Watch me walk, I can feel it creeping
To the well, where I'll slip and fall down
Straight to hell, I can't stop the thoughts now
But I know it's not the chemicals
That cause me to be the way I am
And I know it's not the tradition
'Cause I've tried so hard to deviate
I don't think I've lost my way
I won't let go
I reckon you've lost your mind, so
Let me know when you decide to have some more compassion
Just had to stop the pain
Please don't tell, I'll never start again
Need some more, sorry I betrayed you
I'm a whore
Please, I swear it's not the chemicals
That cause me to leave you in the dust
Don't you judge, you're such a hypocrite
I'm just trying not to feel
I think that you've lost your way
I'm letting go
I reckon you've lost control, so
Let me know when you return to face a new direction