Drifting through the bad part of town By yourself in a stranger's hand The fear itself gives you something to hold on to The fear itself gives you something to hold on to Telling yourself it's touching your soul This is my way of touching my soul
Pushing myself by degrees Further into my disease The fear itself gives you something to hold on to The fear itself gives you something to hold on to Telling yourself it's touching your soul This is my way of touching my soul