I probably shouldn't love you, i should stick to what i know.
But baby please kiss me, one last time, before you go.
You're standing at the station, waiting for the train to arrive,
You don't want a journey, you want to survive.
Hunger eating at your stomach, need controlling your spine.
I'm your prey ,but you're the trapped one, you don't even know it, your mine.
Your brain says its in control, but your mind is a maze.
You can see clearly, but you stumble, as if in a daze.
You take a step, moving in, near my side.
Caught in the spotlight, out in the open, you need to hide.
Wrong it may be, at the last moment you realise,
The truth begins to take shape amongst all the lies.
You don't need to love me,
You need to be free.
