Losing Interest -

Losing Interest, you won’t find no better than this

I swear girl, if you leave

Just let me know so it won’t hurt bad

When you move…

Deceive devils contemplating my future

Disclosed in a bag his body found useless

Depleted once again to be fused with the soil

Unravelled in greatly disorder

Disciples rising up, the corpse was soiled

The pictures in my hand, nerves in my body

I need help, I need to find somebody to relate to my story

Is there anybody out there?

That’s all I ask now, all I ask now

Losing Interest, you won’t find no better this

I swear girl, if you leave

Just let me know so it won’t hurt bad

When you move…