Right in my wrong turn
And so she comes when i call
She's always there when i'm not all here
I know this much isn't all
I am the driver she mans the steer
And I play soul hunter
Just like the sheep clothed in wolve's intuition
I am all hunger
She sets in moods that grow with my submission
She sends me right in my wrong turn
I think I know her
She holds me tight in my loose turn
Can't look her over
And though she comes when I call
It is my wish that is the weak link in her resistance
I know this much isn't all
She's always slow like a fast train in the distance
And I am all hunger
She feeds on me like ice in the sunshine
I am all anger
Come danger close, grow the fear of it smaller
She sends me right in my wrong turn
I think I know her
She holds me tight in my loose turn
Can't look her over
That's how she comes as she is when she comes to mind
Pretty yeah…
