I can't help
How this works
It's a compulsion driving me
Sadly there are no perks
With this job
When you sign
On the line
It's not in ink at the time
With all the troubles that I have
I still won't stop
The feeling
I get inside
It's not something I can hide
And it descends over me
Like a fog
As it draws near
And things clear
When it returns I always fear
That I'll do anything that I can
To feed that dog
And the only thing I want
Is that this beast no longer haunt
Me from a distance I'll never reach
And never tame
So here I lie in this bed
That I made inside my head
And tomorrow I'll do it all
Over again
When you sign
On the line
It's not in ink at the time
With all the troubles that I have
I still won't stop
I sense you never seen me before
I sense you never seen me like this
