Bad Desire
Remembering days when I sat all alone
By myself in my mind I was trapped with no home
Thinking that I was so different I could not get enough
So I tried selling my soul
But who would have known she was standing right there
In the room with me waiting for me unprepared
Now I'm so scared I've made such a mess
It seems as if though my mind is possessed
Yes I confess I felt like I was less but the lesson turned out to be more of a test
A testament to my profession of future endeavors where spirit would wrestle with flesh
I felt like a simpleton me as a little kid
No one would listen but her it would seem
She told me to turn on my family and if I handled it then she would hand me my dreams
Randomly I became scandalous and began lying defiant inspired to scheme
Dwelling with demons I pledged my allegiance infested with serpents in silence I screamed
What have you done I just want my life back but she laughed with a smile and said we had a deal
This can't be real I just made this all up but I knew deep inside that my soul was on fire
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
And I can't get back to the way I was
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
God please help me ya wayward son
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
What have i done I just can't get enough
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
You wanna sooth that burn then you'll take these drugs
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it
There is no hope in this song if you thought you would find it here then I am sorry your wrong
She's taking me hostage my soul is unconscious I cannot accomplish what I hope to do
The noose just gets tighter
Refusing to fight her the spider is caught up inside its own web
Web web she needs to be fed
Feeding off my self destruction instead
Repeatedly beating me she keeps defeating me teaching me that I'm in need of her love
Syndrome Stockholm
I'm locked up in my home the fear of escaping keeps me in chains
She tells me I need her and I believe her
I will never leave her or cause her pain
This little boy never played with toys he just sold his soul for the price of fame
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Will I burn in hell for the choice I made
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Imaginary friend with the devil i played
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Her voice it haunts me until this day
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Alone in my room this the song she played
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
By myself in my mind I was trapped with no home
Thinking that I was so different I could not get enough
So I tried selling my soul
But who would have known she was standing right there
In the room with me waiting for me unprepared
Now I'm so scared I've made such a mess
It seems as if though my mind is possessed
Yes I confess I felt like I was less but the lesson turned out to be more of a test
A testament to my profession of future endeavors where spirit would wrestle with flesh
I felt like a simpleton me as a little kid
No one would listen but her it would seem
She told me to turn on my family and if I handled it then she would hand me my dreams
Randomly I became scandalous and began lying defiant inspired to scheme
Dwelling with demons I pledged my allegiance infested with serpents in silence I screamed
What have you done I just want my life back but she laughed with a smile and said we had a deal
This can't be real I just made this all up but I knew deep inside that my soul was on fire
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
And I can't get back to the way I was
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
God please help me ya wayward son
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
What have i done I just can't get enough
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
You wanna sooth that burn then you'll take these drugs
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it
There is no hope in this song if you thought you would find it here then I am sorry your wrong
She's taking me hostage my soul is unconscious I cannot accomplish what I hope to do
The noose just gets tighter
Refusing to fight her the spider is caught up inside its own web
Web web she needs to be fed
Feeding off my self destruction instead
Repeatedly beating me she keeps defeating me teaching me that I'm in need of her love
Syndrome Stockholm
I'm locked up in my home the fear of escaping keeps me in chains
She tells me I need her and I believe her
I will never leave her or cause her pain
This little boy never played with toys he just sold his soul for the price of fame
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Will I burn in hell for the choice I made
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Imaginary friend with the devil i played
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Her voice it haunts me until this day
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Alone in my room this the song she played
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
Hey little boy is ya momma home
Did she go and leave you all alone
I want it I need it don't wanna believe it
I want it I need it
Ooo ooo ooo I'm on fire
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Kraus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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