Kyte - Love to be lost

When the doctor is wrong,
With the twisting of the skin,
It's been running for too long,
To let someone else in.

And she'd love to be lost,
She'd love to be alone,
She'd love to be alone.

Back to hysterical,
Long live the chemicals,
Hold on for a whirlwind miracle,
Breathe your open lungs until,
The darkness breaths your head,
Snap into lyrics,
My God it's pitiful,
Don't fuck with what's only physical,
Smile your rotten teeth because,
The world is full of dread.

Somehow it's so exciting,
Once more her eyes will shut this down,
Slow down, slow down.

But she's calling it slow,
With her hands in the sink,
Where she's washing the blood,
To wipe the slate so clean.

And a magical tone,
Is used to break the wire,
Is used to break the wire.

Back to hysterical,
Long live the chemicals,
Hold on for a whirlwind miracle,
Breathe your open lungs until,
The darkness breaths your head,
Snap into lyrics,
My God it's pitiful,
Don't fuck with what's only physical,
Smile your rotten teeth because,
The world is full of dread.

Somehow it's so exciting,
Once more her eyes will shut this down,
Slow down, slow down.