The Receiving End Of Sirens - "The Salesman lyrics

I've got this little itch that I never learned to scratch It seems that even if I had, I'd rather itch than not When the pleasure is the lesser and it's giving to the pressure Of an ever growing lust and an always present want All this is yours so here's your piece of it, your part in it Clench your jaws, ith claws, you'll strangle it, you'll smother it Damn right, I want nothing to do with this, no part of it Fight to d**h to keep it This mere fondling is mine (It's the subtlest of snares) I've cared so much with proving that I've lost all love for proof An ever growing craving for a quickly fading feel (It's the subtlest of snares) I'd trade my soul for a great big hole and a heart too hard to heal All this is yours so here's your piece of it, your part in it Clench your jaws with claws, you'll strangle it, you'll smother it Damn right, I want nothing to do with thisn no part of it Keep locked your jaws I hope you choke on it, choke on it The craving grows Fiercer and fiercer it grows It grows The craving grows Fiercer and fiercer it grows It grows My heart is ringing out of tune (Fiercer and fiercer it grows) My heart is ringing out of tune (Fiercer and fiercer it grows) My heart is calling out for you I'm first to thirst and the last to drink Of the words I've heard but rarely think Forget my heart has gone to hell I have found the well and it's mine, all mine I've got this little itch that I never learned to scratch It seems that even if I had, I'd rather itch than not When the pleasure is the lesser and it's giving to the pressure Of an ever growing lust and an always present want In the background: All this is yours so here's your piece of it, your part in it Clench your jaws with claws, you'll strangle it, you'll smother it Damn right, I want nothing to do with thisn no part of it Keep locked your jaws I hope you choke on it, choke on it