All my life I've been searching for something



something never comes never leads to nothing



nothing satisfies but I'm getting close



closer to the prize at the end of the rope



all night long I dream of the day



when it comes around and it's taken away



leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most



feel it come to life when I see your ghost



calm down don't you resist



you've such a delicate wrist



and if I give it a twist



something to hold when I lose my grip



will I find something in there



to give me just what I need



another reason to bleed



one by one hidden up my sleeve











Don't let it go to waste, I love it but I hate the taste



weight keep pinning me down



will I find a believer



another one who believes



another one to deceive



over and over down on my knees



if I get any closer



and if you open up wide



and if you let me inside



on and on I've got nothing to hide



then I'm done done on to the next one