And then I found how to be what you want
When I was out looking for something new

Digging too deep
And now it's too late
We just keep on
Breaking the same old ground

So you think that I asked for this
Well, let me show you
What I think of your lips
And you think that I asked for this
Come on,
Use your fist

And then I found how to be what you want
When I was out looking for something new

Digging too deep
And now it's too late
We just keep on
Breaking the same old ground

So you think that I asked for this
Well, let me show you
What I think of your lips
And you think that I asked for this
Come on,
Use your fist

When I found how to be what you want
I was looking for something new
Digging too deep
Now it's too late
We just keep on
Breaking the same old ground
Breaking the same old ground
Shhhhhh. . .
Shhhhhh. . .

I am owned by death
And
I'm in love with oblivion

Am owned by death
And
I'm in love with oblivion