Driven

See, I can't feel, I can't breath, I am smittenEven angels with sin if they're driven.Burned by the sun, on my skin, burnt my fingers,Curse myself into the wind to hear it whisper.Now I know I've started something,Now I know I've started something,These secrets,Will tell themselvesSomedayNow I know I've started something.Sometimes I feel you burn through me,And I can't move and I can't breathAnd all this things will stay with me,'Till I've lost you.Now I know I've started something.Started something, started something.