Ultrabazar

Lost my face and all trust and belief

My consciousness in the pouring rain

Kept up running up that hill, tried keeping up my pace

Trying to escape the human race

Like a pest to a system but still one of its gears

A rot has me infested, it makes me feel alive

I totally lost it with you in that room

I regret every word, every single one

Seems a curse got hold of both of us

Relentless fingers with a powerful grip

I didn't know i'm a superstitious one