Lyrics Ocd - witchrider

Ocd

Bet you say that you want it
Until the grease comes out
Bet you say that you’re livin'
But the hole fills up with doubt
Say that you want it, say it and then
You’ll never know you’re wrong
Say that you need it, say it
It’s the obsession you prolong
You say you ride the tide
Cutting holes on the inside
You can’t prevent the mole
To be spying on your soul
Bet you think that you need it
Until the water boils
Bet you think that you’re living
Until you crumble into soil
Say that you love it, say it and then
You’ll never know you’re wrong
Say that you feel it, say it
It’s the obsession you prolong
Gain and avail not found
You’re about to hit the ground
We always will remain
Just a mix of bleach and stains, ahhh!