Six years spent burying questions
Six years spent telling myself that...
"You don't need to fear the answer if you
Never ask, keep your feet on the floor"
I need mo-ore
Back and forth from high to helpless
Blind to all but deafened senses
Mo-o-o-o-o-ore
Paid my penance with what I've endured
I need more
I wake up in a sweat when I'm dreaming of you
Can't forget, can't fall asleep till I do
Like gravity in a black hole this attraction is making me go...
I need mo-ore
Back and forth from high to helpless
Blind to all but deafened senses
Mo-o-o-o-o-ore
Paid my penance with what I've endured
Back and forth from high to helpless
Blind to all but deafened senses
Paid my penance with what I've endured
But I need more
Back and forth from high to helpless
Blind to all but deafened senses
Paid my penance with what I've endured
But I need...
Mo-ore
Mo-o-o-o-o-ore
I need mo-ore
Back and forth from high to helpless
Blind to all but deafened senses
Mo-o-o-o-o-ore
Paid my penance with what I've endured
I need (mo-ore, mo-o-o-o-o-ore)
No purpose, No direction
Still I'm guilty of chasing perfection
There's not a thing I wouldn't do
I need (mo-ore, mo-o-o-o-o-ore)
There's not a lie I wouldn't tell
Oh I'd drown myself in the wishing well
If there was even just a chance
I need more
I need more
I need more