Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Compulsions , by - Funker Vogt. Song from the album Survivor, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 19.06.2014
Record label: RepoRecords
Song language: English
Compulsions |
| The dreams still come and go |
| Lying wounded on a beach |
| With shrapnel in my leg |
| My only weapon is a knife |
| And there is this golden fluid |
| A bag full of tiny bottles |
| It’s a promise for relief |
| The key for my survival |
| So I feel, yes I feel the need |
| To lock myself up in a room |
| Squirt some morphine into my veins |
| To leave this cruel world for a while |
| And when I close my eyes |
| I find myself somewhere else |
| In a world built on illusions |
| Where compulsions are expelled |
| Out of a need I had to use it |
| Although I never thought I would |
| And before I was aware |
| This need was present every day |
| A golden mirror for my soul |
| Will be injected through a syringe |
| Slowly creeping up my vein |
| To hit the center of myself |