Leech
Take your apathy, keep it raining down on me
So unemotional and so disposable
Fake your purity, wear it on your livery
So unemotional and so disposable
Take me back to where I'm supposed to be
And take me back to where I belong
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Slake your thirst on me, keep on taking all you need
It's so irrational, you only seek to kill
Sink your teeth in me, smother me before you feed
It's so irrational, a parasitic kill
Take me back to where I'm supposed to be
And take me back to where I belong
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
So unemotional and so disposable
Fake your purity, wear it on your livery
So unemotional and so disposable
Take me back to where I'm supposed to be
And take me back to where I belong
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Slake your thirst on me, keep on taking all you need
It's so irrational, you only seek to kill
Sink your teeth in me, smother me before you feed
It's so irrational, a parasitic kill
Take me back to where I'm supposed to be
And take me back to where I belong
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Look at what you do to me
With the words, you're tearing me up
Then nest inside of my head, run in
This is getting so obscene
It's pretty clear you don't give a fuck
Can't get you out of my head
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
Is there nothing left?
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Writer(s): Shaun Morgan Welgemoed
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