Obsecne desire of my obsession. I tried to make her my possesion, but love and lust must live free. Now the spell I threw, is coming back to me.
Chorus: Well I feel like I'm roped and tied. Shes takin me for a ride, slow suicide.
Black nights, and cloudy days. Blah blah blah. I can't see the point in staying alive. I'm going to the river to take a deep long dive.