Fever in a blistser out, you know
It will simmer until its cold
The suffering fills us full
Are you going to win me around again
Play that sound like you always do
I want to see your face when its all through
Why not think of this as pure intention
Why not think of this as pulling through
Will you ever win me round again
Play that sound like you always do
I want to see your face when its all through
Your never going to bring me round again
Play that sound like you always do
I don't want to see your face when its all through