Tekster: Alien Ant Farm. Bug Bytes.

Too much of nothing these days
You often hold me tightly, I owe you everything
You must be going crazy
Opinions staking nicely and I'm still promising

Of all those precious moments
We tremble it's just on us, we're only to unwind
Your legs have wrapped around me

I'll sing you anything
I would swing from anything
I would give you everything
To not leave you hanging, half remaining

I made you feel like nothing
It use to make me happy to see you on the floor
The steel cage is binding
I'm broken down and nervous, just still wanting more

Eight reasons in me, strong hands
I slipped in shaky fingers like tiny grains of sand
Your legs still wrapped around me

It's quite a web you've spun around her
And now she's scared and hanging
It's quite a web you've spun around her
She's in her frozen painting

I'll sing you anything
I would swing from anything
I would give you everything
To not leave you hanging, half remaining

Feeling strange
(Feeling strange)
Not so human
(Not so human)
I forgot who I am

Something has changed that your going to find out

Feeling drained
(Feeling drained)
Far from human
(Far from human)
I forgot who I am

Something has changed that your going to hate
All I can say is I'm not quite the same

I'll sing you anything
I would swing from anything
I would give you everything
To not leave you hanging, half remaining

I'll sing you anything
I would swing from anything
I would give you everything
To not leave you hanging, half remaining