Eyes wide shut
and I still feel the
needle in my back
Cutting through my
veins and spirit
making me relax
I can't tell if
I am living
or just holding on
'cause wicked games heed
wicked winners
Kick me 'til I drop
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you call
Aaaah
And you seek pain like
it is pleasure
like a work of art
When I'm your painting
I'm your treasure
purest of them all
And call it love
or call it murder
Kill me quietly
Close the door
then take it further
where no man has been
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you call
Aaaah
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you call
Aaaah
Silent oh silent
Silent my song
Silent oh silent
Silent my song
Silent oh silent
Silent my song
Silent oh silent
Silent my song
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you call
Aaaah
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you call
Aaaah
You silent my song
Aaaah
No fist is needed when you
mmmmmm
Aaaaaah