You paint such a pretty picture
You fuel my desire
But destiny's always uncertain
When fate's still in style

I've travelled the road of excess
I've learned to survive
I picked up the devil he told me
He wanted to drive...

I'm watching the rain [bad word] And wash over me
And I fall down wasted
I overload
I overload
Overload

So precious the smallest of mercies
I hold to my chest
I'm finding it's taking forever
To sing every breath
But I know what I've said
I know what I've done
But I'm taking a break from reason
Because I still want some fun

I'm watching the rain [bad word] And wash over me
I'm searching for someone, something
To satify me
I'm watching the rain [bad word] And wash over me
And I fall down wasted
I overload

So satisfy everything
And [bad word] the dismay
Because pleasure [bad word] the puppet
Before your mistakes
So sing, all along, sing every song
Louder, louder now...

I'm watching the rain [bad word] And wash over me
I'm searching for someone, something
To satify me
I'm watching the rain [bad word] And wash over me
And I fall down wasted
I overload
I overload
I overload
I overload
I overload