Jesus Loves Junkies - K Eleven

God I hate this part
The purging is mandatory
This never-ending story
The inner sanctum where I reign
Blistered burning
Not all of my wheels are turning
Someone to share this journey
Someone to look into my eyes
I am such a coward but this is my finest hour
In here I have the power
The one thing I do well

Violate me
Open sesame
I want to be your lady
I know you want to be mine too
I got that sticky feeling
It's my favorite method of healing but there really is no cure

I'm more scared of you than you are of me
Even though you're under me
My fucking face is buried in your brain
But next time I won't look like me

I enjoy the access
I adore your madness
This thing I do the best
I just gotta know for sure
Can I penetrate your mind
I swear I'll take my time
Let's see what we can find
I feels great to be alive

Violate me
Open sesame
I know how you hate me and I'm beginning to hate me too
I got that sticky feeling
The sow is screaming that this used to be so pure

I'm more scared of you than you are of me
Even though you're under me
My fucking face is buried in your brain
But you won't see
I'm more scared of you than you are of me
Even though you're under me
My fucking face is buried in your brain
But next time I won't look like me

God I see you watching as I do it all again
One more time I swear to you and that will be the end
I crossed their hearts and watched them die
Stuck a needle in their eyes
I am almost done
I have almost become all the things that they despise

I'm more scared of you than you are of me
Even though you're under me
My fucking face is buried in your brain
But you won't see me
I'm more scared of you than you are of me
Even though you're under me
My fucking face is buried in your brain
But next time I won't look like me

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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