I’m looking for, I’m craving for
The feeling of my absent thoughts
Spiraling away from all my fears
It’s coming now, I’ll just relax
Following this sickness past
There are only good things here
And my mouth is dry
And my face is numb
Another one I will become
You know she makes me clean
Wraps me in sheets of green
Takes me underground to see the sun
Another one I will become
She makes me pure, the sweetest cure
Hands like vines caress my spine
Smoother than a wave on sand
Inside of me and underneath
She fills me with that sweet relief
Coating and contorting my disease
And my mouth is dry
And my face is numb
Another one I will become
You know she makes me clean
Wraps me in sheets of green
Takes me underground to see the sun
Another one I will become
Another one I will become
Another one I will become
And my mouth is dry
And my face is numb
Another one I will become
You know she makes me clean
Wraps me in sheets of green
Takes me underground to see the sun
Another one I will become
Another one I will become