I can't find direction
I can't find direction, baby
Useless cold invention calling
Me, a threat
Won't you like that
I have no direction
I have nothing left to gimme gimme
They take both of my eyes
Swear that no one will come and take me now
Alright, okay, she leaves
Claim me faster
Gone
Alright, incinerate
Burn the ma-
I can't find direction
I can't find direction, baby
With the loss of my eyes
Swear that no one call me a f*cking threat
Settle down
Brace yourself
Just settle down
Right before the ground
Said it's been a while
As you looked down
I saw you shiver
Calling for me
But then you jumped
Alright, okay, she leaves
Claim me faster
Gone
Alright, asphyxiate
Burn the masters now
Want it
I don't want it
I don't need it
Rarely imitated
No, self-immolated
Cant you feel it?
I know you need it
To take hold and cease the master plan
Alright, okay, she leaves
Drowned us bastard sons
Gone
Alright, asphyxiate
Claim me faster
Burn the masters
That drowned us bastard sons