Souls At Zero
A Taste For The Perverse
Needles
Confusion sits at the edge of the tongue
Darkness hovers around the corners of the mind
While you choke on every word I shove down your throat
I¹ll walk through your eyes and pull up a chair in the back of your skull
So I say to close your eyes turn your back and walk away
Find a way to fake a smile turn it on and break the day
Smiling you live and you call life pleasure
Keeping that sparkle in the eye and ice in the veins
That just makes it all the easier for me to slip it on then I¹ll ask why
You speak words without meaning no substance empty distorted
I¹m the needle in your arm wash away the mindless game
I¹m the pleasure in your pain now you¹ve thrown it all away
Sinking with the flow of life hold it in your hand
See you choke on every word I put in your head