So now that your faith's gone who are you going to trust? Now that your conscience is crawling in the dust I've been meaning to tell you sister I've been meaning to tell you all
I'm carved from the chaos and strained by its preprise And i've introduced myself for centuries I've been meaning to tell you sister about the master and Margarita But if you fuel the addiction you suckle its disease
And it drags you down Drags you down Please don't turn around
You're broken and battered you've tried with all amain Weaned by distraction your story stays the same I've been meaning to tell you sister About the master and Margarita but walking through raindops it fuels it's own disdain
And it drags me down (all you needed was an open invitation) It drags me down (you said yourself you said you craved the complications) You drag me down (you know the one who made you make the dedication) It drags me down (you sell yourself you sell your soul) Please don't turn around