I'm lost, exposed,
Stranger things will come your way,
It's just I'm scared,
Got hurt a long time ago,
Can't make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.
Oh sensation,
Sin, slave of sensation.
Fully fed yet I still hunger,
Torn inside,
Haunted I tell myself yet I still wander,
Down, inside,
It's tearing me apart.
Oh sensation,
Sin, slave of sensation.
(Repeat over and over)
I'll never fall in love again,
It's all over now.
At last, relief,
A mother's son has left me sheer,
The shores I seek,
* Are crimson tastes divine,
Can't make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.
Oh sensation,
Sin, slave of sensation,
(Repeat over and over)
I'll never fall in love again,
It's all over now.
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