Lyrics

Distorted information Where has all the feeling gone? Destined to denature Dreaming that there were no walls Suspend explanation Willing are the days, long gone Cripple replication Feeling when I find I'm not Scrub my mind clean We've all done bad things Withstand all my false starts And help heal my scars Mistrust automation Embrace my final descent Dwindle all my pleasures All has gone with all I know Withered is devotion Influence the life I'm shown Unfolding impression Ease of my carnal host Scrub my mind clean We've all done bad things Withstand all my false starts And help heal my scars