Letra de I give in

I continue to succumb to mundane hospitality
fabricating pertinent dinner conversation
fascinating breath pressing drawls
asking myself why
unbelievable Isn´t it; the way we twist words
around just to get that quick fix
I swore someday I´d save myself from
cum dreamt lines forcing faster
and I´ll tease you, tickle your goddamn nod job
focus on the lines forming faster
aching in the waste of primitive lust
again I ask myself why
at last, can i please rest?
vacate every day after day