If only I could feel nothing
Hollow as a bell
I can hear my own heart ringing sometimes
Singing clear and empty
A perfect vessel
A sweet void
Instead, now, full and fragile
A bloody mess beating away
I'll ride it out, I'll ride it out
It's frustration that creates desire
Not the other way around
Unless you let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it
Baby, I'll let it