Taste in men

Escaping


Coming up beyond beliefOn this coronary thiefMore than just a leitmotifMore chaotic, no reliefI'll describe the way I feelWeeping wounds that never healCan the savior be for realOr are you just my seventh seal?No hesitation, no delayYou come on just like special KJust like I swallowed half my stashI never ever want to crashNo hesitation, no delayYou come on just like special KNow you're back with dope demandI'm on sinking sandGravityNo escaping gravityGravityNo escaping... not for freeI fall down... hit the groundMake a heavy soundEvery time you seem to come aroundI'll describe the way I feelYou're my new Achilles heelCan this savior be for realOr are you just my seventh seal?