...My problem is I'm feeling thirst at nightWhich I can only quench with those like youDon't feel ashamed, you're not the firstAnd certainly not lastCome try and save meA moth into fireWell, I'm being lovedBut will I ever feel the sameAs I've felt beforeOr is that feeling lost?Am I acting cold?Why won't you try and breathe warmth into me?The sun goes up, you leaveI've played this game beforeClothes you were picking so gentlyFalling right onto the groundTouches feeling like wildfireEars catching every sound, yeahWell, I'm being lovedBut will I ever feel the sameAs I've felt beforeOr is that feeling lost?Am I acting cold?Why won't you try and breathe warmth into me?The sun goes up, you leaveI've played this game beforeI am feeling cursedMy lust defeating meFollowing me everywhere I goIs it me who hunts or am I the prey?Prey to my own self-destructive waysPick yourself up, run away from meAnd don't ever turn backPick yourself upRun away from meAnd don't ever turn backPick yourself upRun away from me
