Letra de Coitus Interruptus

Practice it, preach it Pretend I don't need it Looked in the navel for shame Gifted in crafting a song of self-loathing A game in the dark, let's pretend Creosote and cobbled stones There's something for everyone here I feel as though I've opened my soul But I can't let anyone in Aching, unsleeping And leave without speaking Stoned by your circle of friends Hard to remember how I was the centre Now I'm out here on the edge Creosote and broken bones There's something for everyone here I feel as though I've opened my soul But I can't let anyone in Be a doll and suck my soul Empty out everything here It's weird though: I sold my soul And still can't let anyone in.