My Body Says

My body's itching for the wrong thing (wrong thing, wrong thing) Oh no, I'm here again My eyes are closing in Asphyxiation in submission I'm talking to the walls They're screaming and Calling me to come back into position I've locked eyes with my devils And met them face-to-face Start casting out my troubles Before they know my name My body's itching for the wrong thing Got a feeling, yet it's revealing—you should stop me (woah) Woah, let me go Woah, let me go A finely layered note Surrounded by the echoing of your wishes Do you know how it feels Connected by your sound And you think no one's listening Gather up, gather up that defeat And put it back to bed When see you see all the warning signs Fly red flags around your head Oh My body's itching for the wrong thing Got a feeling, yet it's revealing—you should stop me (woah) Woah, let me go Woah, let me go My body's itching for the wrong thing Got a feeling, yet it's revealing—you should stop me (woah) Woah, let me go Woah, let me go (My body's itching) (My body's itching) My body's itching for the wrong thing Got a feeling, yet it's revealing—you should stop me (woah) Woah, let me go Woah, let me go My body's itching My body's itching My body's itching My body's itching