(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel
(Hands tied) And IÂ’m losing my grip on remembering whatÂ’s real
Cause our synthetic love is all that we know
My head is a mess, And itÂ’s going to explode
I want to watch you, expose and drill through
Inject the poison, I have lost all control
Crawling inside you, Fruit of the flesh is bruised
Swallow the pain, relive and fuck until we feel like new
We lost our heads and minds explode
I donÂ’t want trust in losing control
IÂ’m just a slave to how this feels
But baby, please don’t believe this is “real”
I wrap my hands around your throat
Bury your face and remove all your clothes
WeÂ’re both just slaves that canÂ’t refuse
And everything that we have loved in the end we will lose
