All my life I've been searching for something
Something [bad word] never leads to
nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close

Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When [bad word] around then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the
most
Feel [bad word] to life when I see your ghost [bad word] down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in that
So give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
 [bad word] 
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste

Weight keeping me down

Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide

And I'm done, done and I'm onto the next
one