Lyrics

Open, up your doors
Insert their system
Another layer of patience is wearing thin

Toasted, toast your thoughts
Closed, you show it all
Another flicker of fashion is flying north

This is my pleasure, not my pain
It?s my confession

I?m wanting so savor?my fingers
I?m wanting to wake up?love syringe
I?m starting to flavor?my English
I?m starting to wake up?love syringe, my syringe

Vision, tissue bought
Deep inside three walls
Another curtain is pulled and a thousand swords

Resist, sift and sort
Inspect to your core
Another father is filling in thirsty talk

This is my pleasure, not my pain
It?s my obsession

I?m wanting so savor?my fingers
I?m wanting to wake up?love syringe
I?m starting to flavor?my English
I?m starving to wake up?love syringe, my syringe

I believe, there are angels singing overhead
I can see, intricate petals of brokenness

I?m wanting so savor?my fingers
I?m wanting to wake up?love syringe
I?m wanting to flavor?my English
I?m starving to take your?love syringe

I?m wanting so savor?my fingers
I?m wanting to wake up?love syringe
I?m starving to flavor?my English
I?m starving to take your?love syringe, love syringe