Xx-Morbid Call-xX

Born in a world of morbid satisfaction.
She still loves him.
But hate consumes her being.

This;more than she wanted.
Aren't you happy?
He's yelling screaming at you.

Born in a world of morbid attraction.
Do you like this?
Oh really do you like this.

Torn between to worlds of hell and heaven.
All along I was searching for the words that used to reach your ears.
No longer sober.
Never more.

No longer will a black raven bother me.
Calling you, calling you.
You...
Calling you.

I'm a natural entertainer, when it comes to you.
I blast my emotions.
Left to right.

Listen to my heart beat tonight.
The sound of remorse.
It began to slow.
It died.
At the door.
Searching for what used to be able to help her.
But I kept on staring out the window.
Calling you.
Calling you..You...

Born in a world of total misdirection.
All along.
No; this wasn't what she yearned for.
She was never like this.

No long will that raven come and bother me.
Here; at home.
I hear that storm.
Half what we say.
99% is misinterpreted.

You said you had to leave.
You couldn't help me anymore.
I saw this coming.
So I simply acted a fool.

I'm a natural entertainer.
Aren't we all.
Holding pieces of dieing ember.
I'm just trying to remember.
Where I belong who I am.

Who can I call?
Home...hold on.
Calling you.
Calling you.

I am a secret propaganda.
Aren't we all.
Hiding pieces of the broken anger.
I was trying to remember why I cried.
And I was born in a world of natural Mal directions.

Is it like this.
Is it always the same.
When the heartbreak begins.
Is it like this?
Do you like this?
Will you play me again.

I'm so tired...

Born in a morbid war of opposite attraction.
It isn't or is it really a -natural- conception.
I'm torn by the arms in opposite directions.
Stupid modernist reaction.