Lyrics

Friday night, everyone's moving I don't make a sound I bite my lip to control this feeling My head is spinning around It's fighting, prevailing I'm failing now In your gaze I see a fire I try to look away I close my eyes To shut off your image But I'm still a slave I'm trying, travailing I'm failing now Can't beat this thing I deplore What am I fighting this for? I'm trailing, I'm failing now Governing my every action It is my only true function I'm failing, I'm failing now