Is this real or is it a dream
I can`t seem to tell the difference anymore
Caught between needings
And the need to be real
Your open arms gaping
Like a busted sore
I turn and burn my back like a rack
Your tourniquet twists me
Dangerous red
I breath in the air
It`s pavement gray
It shrinks my skin
And I`ve done nothing wrong
I drop to my knees and work my skin
I feel this life pumping right through me
Love and death die on the dirty floor
Your upturned face doesn`t even see
That this is all
I`ll ever have
Cause I don`t know
What I want
But something inside
Something inside
Something inside
I`ve done nothing wrong