Eating Hooks
MODERAT · III 2016 · Track 02 of 07
Why must I hide In the forest of my mind? I want to come Out of the woods
They offer me shade A face with no name
Meditation, medication I'm eating the hooks that tear me Meditation, medication I'm eating the hooks that tear me
I'm walking back Through my living hell Eat the hooks that tear Somehow I'm not scared of this
Meditation, medication I'm eating the hooks that tear me
Under my skin Lies the world Feeding The cure of my sin The cure of my sin The cure of my skin