Home is a consequence, made of all you think you want to know
Life has not offeder me anywhere that I'd call home
Pre-Chorus:
Did you want me to taste you? Can you touch me?
Did you want me to touch you? Can you feel me?
Did you want me to f*ck you? Can you heal me?
You can't heal me - You can't know me
Chorus:
Sinking deep, much too deep, digging deeper than I ever cared to be
I don't think, I don't need, but I care about it
What's the point in doing it, anyway?
You are a sacrifice, forced to not accept yourself
I can not offer you anything that you'd hold true
Truths often tell a lie; lies that I think you should know
Not that I realize. Just a simple f*ck around.
Pre-Chorus
What's the point in doing it, anyway? (2x)
Chorus
I am a consequence
Made of all you think you want to know
Life has not offed me
Anywhere that you'd call home
Pre-Chorus
What's the point in doing it, anyway? (2x)
Chorus