Something Unfamiliar, Like Home
So, there is Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas...and I want to experience it.
Feel death just beneath my grip, as a lazy smile and a witty quip.
Unfamiliar like home, somewhere nonexistent, where I don’t belong.
Steel buses and late night rushes, closed eyes, mountains passing by
It’ll be everything I need if I believe. Will you? Please,
take me from this life, let it be of sin.
Please let it be alive so I can feel again.
There’s something pathetic about pain and those who embrace it.
Forgive me God, I’m such a masochist.
Let me die and give me this sin.
Let it be alive so I can feel again.