Secure

Secure

Inspection 12
(album: Step Into The Fire)

Been stricken sick. She could be the cure
And I felt quite sure. I opened every door.
It makes me sick; the things I do for you.
The shit that I go through, but I can´t make you secure.
For once make it go away.
Give me what I want and I´ll be fine.
I need some attention. You can help me clean my wounds.
Gotta lot of sewing up to do.
And I know what it´s like when they´re twisting your arm.
And it´s difficult I´m sure when you don´t know who you are.
But they don´t own you though they may seem to.
But isn´t that what it means when you belong?
Isn´t that what you wanted all along?
Hadn´t you realized you might be wrong?