Biscuit — Portishead: текст песни

I'm lost, exposed Stranger things will come your way Its just I'm scared Got hurt along time ago I can't make myself heard no matter how hard I scream

Ohh sensation Sin, slave of sensation

Full fed yet I still hunger Torn inside Haunted I tell myself, yet I still wander Down, inside, its tearing me apart

Ohh sensation Sin, slave of sensation

At last, relief A mothers son has left me sheer The shores I seek Are crimson tastes devine I can't make myself heard, no matter how hard I scream

Ohh sensation Sin slave of sensation