Recoil - Drifting Lyrics
With your wild, call the paceTaste the tracks of the wasteWith your wild, with your sweetWith your cold black-eyed teethI close my eyes and I pray, yes I prayLet it slide, let it slideIgnore me and everything I've doneFor I am stupid, I am poisonI take this oneand I taste the tracksI taste the tracksof the waste in my headand you face me insteadI must be drifting somewhereI held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reasonThe burning is here, is only here to follow throughBut here it is harder than a screaming fist and I hate itIt's dark behind your smile and I can follow throughLet it slide, let it slideIgnore me and everything I've doneFor words, like bullets they know when to comeAnd taste the tracks, and taste the tracksOf the waste in my head and you face me insteadWell ignore me and everything I saidFor I am stupid, I am poison.I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reasonIt's dark behind your smile and I can follow throughI close my eyes and I pray, yes I prayWith your wild, call the paceTaste the track of the wasteWith your wild, with your sweetWith your cold black-eyed teeth
