Maslow

I've had too much time to anticipate this Hope that nervous smirk's got a purpose Miss-communication from my chest to my brain I like to make the mistakes but never carry the blame Let me burn you out Let you reel me in I was your home and your decades Tell me... are you that blind to the bait? Oh how we clamour to dance with the devil For our chance at feeling alive Maslow, you're missing just one or two things That we desperately need to survive Is this really living? Well I'd rather die Having to exist without your bite or kiss Oh baby, you're making me high I was your moans and your echoes Antique you auctioned and sold Inhale cause I'm nervous Inhale cause I'm nervous I look good on purpose I'll swallow my anxiety Wreak your havoc inside of me And yet I'll still beg you for more Maybe if I sink my teeth in the right way You won't break me and walk out that door Maybe if I sink my teeth in the right way I'll leave you with the best kind of bruise Maybe if I sink my teeth in the right way You'll be one less thing I have to lose I'll stammer on hammers and strings (One less thing I have to lose) I'll stammer on hammers and strings (One less think I have to lose) I'll stammer on hammers and strings Won't you come and collect your things I'll stammer on hammers and strings I'll stammer on hammers and strings Hammers and strings I'll stammer on, stammer on, stammer on, stammer on Hammers and strings I'll stammer on hammers and strings