Lamya I Get Cravings
Blistering whispered forked
Tongue-lashings from Sister Sadism
Mistress Malice makes me
Sip from her chalice of broken glass
Matron Masochism joined at the hip with
Frau Faithlessness
My own loch Ness of love's labored levee
That swells deeper with my loneliness
No, I don't wanna die, I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me to believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory, I carry with me, I get cravings
The conundrum of your moods
Hateful hue from you that darkened my door
Driven malignantly to numb desire, I feel wounded and raw
Recurring Hiroshima of remembrance in total recall
Softer sides Jekyll and Hyde's of me
That have split into four from loneliness
No, I don't wanna die, I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me to believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory, I carry with me, I get cravings
I just wanna taste, I just wanna taste
I just wanna, taste a taste, I just wanna taste
No I don't wanna die, I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me to believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory, I carry with me, I get cravings
No, I don't wanna die, I just don't wanna live anymore
If I've got nothing for me to believe in
Wanna sink my teeth in a heart
That tastes like the memory, I carry with me, I get cravings
Tastes like a memory I carry with me, I get cravings
Tastes like a memory I carry with me, I get cravings
