'Bury it, I won't let you bury it...'

'I think I'm drowning, asphyxiated. I wanna break this spell that you've created...

You're something beautiful, a contradiction... I wanna play the game, I want the friction.

You will be the death of me. Yeah, you will be the death of me.

I wanted freedom, bound and restricted... I tried to give you up, but I'm addicted.

Now that you know I'm trapped - sense of elation - you'll never dream of breaking this fixation...

You wil squeeze the life out of me.

How did it come to this?'