All my life I've been searching for something
something never comes never leads to nothing
nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
closer to the prize at the end of the rope
all night long I dream of the day
when it comes around and it's taken away
leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
feel it come to life when I see your ghost
calm down don't you resist
you've such a delicate wrist
and if I give it a twist
something to hold when I lose my grip
will I find something in there
to give me just what I need
another reason to bleed
one by one hidden up my sleeve
Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste
weight keep pinning me down
will I find a believer
another one who believes
another one to deceive
over and over down on my knees
if I get any closer
and if you open up wide
and if you let me inside
on and on I've got nothing to hide
then I'm done done on to the next one
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