Obsession

Duration

5:41

Genres

Gothic / Industrial

Lyrics

Obsession A frame of paper, nothing concrete in your words A waste of breath, delusional analysis You smile And destroy, I reject your authority, I spit on your blue dress Come baby come the game is not easy but come baby come sit down you're welcome Don't be afraid this game is not dangerous so come baby come sit down you're welcome I want to drive I want to drive the hearse, I want to drive the hearse when the time will come I don't speak of you to my son, you will not be remembered Is a matter of time, your face is fading, you never thought of this Now I see a little light Is it coming from your eyes Please don't cry, don't be afraid To run away from your obsession