Lyrics Diary of Dreams

Diary of Dreams

Touch Ii

Stabilize me,

I hear them knocking on my door,

For quick relief, for quick sensations

Why are you scratching on the floor?

What can I see for...?

What I can speak for...?

What can I touch for...free?

What can I see for...?

What I can speak for...?

What can I touch for...free?

Suffer to feel relief,

Kiss to taste some blood,

Sleep to stay awake,

Die to feel alive.

Ride for a fall,

Fain to fail to feel it's fake,

A little shock! Inhale it! Quick!

Admit yourself that you are sick.

What can I see for...?

What I can speak for...?

What can I touch for...free?