And what I see or what I feel or what I've become
And I'm hardly even alive
I'm feeling like a murderous vine
And I'm on my knees pleading
I can see the changes within me
What I feel or what I need or what I've become
I still feel I'm your slave and I hardly ever lie
I need you like my faith in the divine
And I'm on my knees bleeding
And I'm on my knees pleading