Folk Implosion - My Ritual Lyrics
My blood movesI feel all rightMy ritual followed us to paradiseMy blood movesI feel all rightDont touch meCuz Ive had too much to feel tonightIm a martyr of a new and magic kindIts gettin easy not to suffer all the timeMy good timeI feel all rightMy ritual followed us to paradiseMy blood moves I feel all rightDont touch me cuz youre still too much to feel tonightNot tonight, I repeat, me overIm a martyr of a new and magic kindIts getting easy not to suffer all the timeMy sense of humor might have narrowed with my ageBut happy anarchy is all I really craveTrying to be good, while I get my fillWill I get what I need?I dont know if I willWhen I take it in , will I make it my own againMy own againMy good time, I feel all rightMy ritual got my through another nightIm a martyr of a new and magic kindIts getting easy not to suffer all the timeMy sense of humor might have narrowed with my ageBut happy anarchy is all I really craveIts all I want. its all I needSo come over.
