Fountain

I never asked to drink from your fountain But I tasted the sweet droplets of dew Upon your lips And invoked insatiable thirst In a place where on we could be Would you release me Should I even be leavin Stand a little deeper So the punches land sweeter Push me through 'Till I hear my tune playin' on the speaker You left me seeing stars I trace a sky of scars Just a face so pretty, in a city Drowned out by the sound of my heart I miss my song I feel it in my soul What if I shred my skin with a fine tooth comb To serve your toll I escape you in my dreams Where I bathe in mountain streams And when I wake Your taste returns Taking hold of me, Oh baby This never ends Will I ever learn We are told, we are free I miss my song I feel it in my soul What if I shred my skin with a fine tooth comb To serve your toll Beyond ignorance I lost my innocence I'm tired of losing control Deep rooted love pays no mind to the signs The veil fails to be removed from these eyes I miss my song I feel it in my soul What if I shred my skin with a fine tooth comb To serve your toll I miss my song I feel it in my soul What if I shred my skin with a fine tooth comb To serve your toll