I'm reaching out, but not for you.
This is just a simple thrill, some time I need to k**.
You feed the monster once,
So now you feed it once again and look for someone to blame.
Everyone seems to know why, but no one spell it out for me.
How hard can it be?
I know I'm losing my mind but these illusions are plenty and so very real to me.
Oh, colours are fading grey and I don't know how to say that maybe I can't stay.
I, I want it all.
I want the truth in your eyes when you talk about life.
I want it all.
I want the lingering touch of what you think I'm not.
I want it all.