Have I become a recluse? What is it that other people do that doesn't leave a bruise? He's smirking under his skin Our divide is steel but paper thin,
Automatic love is all I want End of the day Automatic love is all I got To get away Rounds of lead deliver me today I got no blood to waste on foreplay
Find a camera recluse What is it that other people do that doesn't leave a bruise? Its lurking under my skin uninvited Silver paper thin i'm breaking