Chaos - my destination Endurance makes me strong To burn down all that hope Not even shreds and dust remain Slowly... surrounded darkness Forbidden space
for the searching ones, on their speechless seeking trail For the lonesome hearted lovers, with too personal a tale And for each unharmful gentle soul
I do Let's just put it to the side I can feel your heart beating, I can hear you breathing Look into your eyes, trying to see into your mind See into your soul
kid's got funky soul, come on now The kid's got funky soul You know,the kid's got funky soul I said, the kid's got funky soul The kid's got funky soul
your daddy's home Take a couple days off And take it off and leave nothing but your t-shirt and your panties on Feelin' high but I'm hung real low Lookin
You sick with your soul brother You sick with your soul sister I say, you wrong with my God It's not my God, wrong with you You sick with your soul
I are makin' love completely Closer baby closer, oh come on closer baby Can't be close enough I can't help the way I hold you I just hunger for your
Everybody's got a hunger, no matter where they are Everybody clings to their own fear, everybody hides some scar Precious pain, empty and cold but it
like this Forbidden yet I cannot resist Shocked in silent trances Our eyes search just to know What makes flesh and body hunger For another burning soul
[Verse:] I'm underrated in your eyes undersized but on the rise inclined to quench your hunger like supersizin' your fries it's time to speak the truth
breezes blow. Fish with teeth like ivory, waited down below. On shore they cut and hammered, and fenced them in with wire. While ancient fires in the jungle, burned our souls
some talk about Papa doing some store front preaching Talking about saving souls and all the time leeching Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord Mama just hung
command If you will move your icy hand Oh the young, the rich or poor Hunger like me you know No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold Nothing satisfies me but your soul
what is it That eats at what you?ve got With the hunger of ambition For the change inside the purse They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends Handcuffs on the soul
, Christmas addicts The first blast and peace to the rich lady Purse snatcher shot in the back I know your hunger, kid, I know they hung your dad Burnt
drive on cruise control Then you wait to find out it's a winding road I had my dreams in view When the money ran out and the engine blew Hung my tears
face But he's keepin' me safe and in my place Say grace to engage the race without a chance To face the Judge sayin' again my soul won't budge Grudge
Long day and I'm ready I'm waiting for your call 'Cause I've made up my mind My heart aches with a hunger And the want that you were mine No I cannot
