Like a rotten flower
Must be nice
To taste grace after the bloom
Blurred in motion
A headless body we live in
Killing time
On the wheel of desire
We can't give it up
We can't give it up
I'm gonna hop on his train
And head to the north
To be nothing
No one
No one
Then find yourself in
Obsession
We can't give it up
We can't give it up
Look around
I've been brought this far
What do I owe now?
What do I owe now?
In older flesh and older blood
What did I outrun?
What did I...
