grey smoke
blood red shoes
in the bottom of my stomach
in the grip of his cold hands
it will heal ya till it's all done
coming up every moment isn't enough
coz then you got me like a drug
burning in the back of my throat
you gotta let it go before you land
coming up every moment isn't enough
coz then you got me like a drug
lost in my senses and i'm losing sight
i'm lost in my senses and i don't realise
lost in my senses and i'm losing sight
i'm lost in my senses and i don't realise
lost in my senses and i'm losing sight
i'm lost in my senses and i don't realise
coming up every moment isn't enough
coz then you got me like a drug