Though the taste is sweet

There's no need to take it

Does it get me anywhere at all?

At all

Though we need sensation

Defeat temptation

Or stay beating against the wall

The wall

Well anyway

I surrender

I surrender

Who wouldn't take all they could get?

My room's full of machines

I got carried away with it all

It all

But cold facts are all I forget

To have is to be

To lose is never being at all

At all

Well anyway

I surrender

I surrender

Hand me the white flag

Looms from the eye of the storm

We see scraps of leather

Keeping bodies together and that's all

That's all

Another human life stillborn

Birds of a feather drop dead together and that's all

That's all

Well anyway

I surrender

I surrender