Woorden: Stabbing Westward. Stabbing Westward. High.

I can't hide it
I can't find it
When every nerve is
Crying out for release
I can't capture
The rapture
That passion that is
Burning inside me
I've lost so much
Chasing the perfect high
I've lost so much
I've never been as high as I was with you
Never been so high
I've never been as high as I was with you
I finally realized that's a perfect high
That's a perfect high
This hunger
It consumes me
I lost my soul as you came rushing
In my veins
A pathetic
Little junkie
But I'm the whore
That needs it one last time
I've lost so much
Chasing the perfect high
I've lost so much
That's a perfect high