My Obsession

This is my last chance to ask, for permission

This condition can't be fixed with a prescription

And don't you love the way it tastes? Humiliation

And don't you know control requires my submission...

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

This is your last chance to make, a confession

I'll wear you around my neck, my possession

Oh how I love the way you taste, my obsession

And don't you know control requires your deception

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

When I'm God damn ready, I'll let myself confess.

The more you push it down the more you make a fucking mess.

And, it's God damn ugly, but I just can't resist

The more you push it down the more you make a fucking mess.

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

So now you're just in time to throw out my automatic world;

takes non-believers and turns tables around

So now the walls you built, I'll take down your automatic world...

makes running easy and turns tables around.

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)