Lirieke: Flotsam And Jetsam. Cuatro. Never To Reveal.

Turning to the right, feel it getting tight
Demand of the heart, my hands rip apart
I'm so afraid, my welcome overstayed
Never find a way to make all this okay
Sleepless nights, I am forever awake, awake

Just one taste won't let it go to waste
The way I feel is never to reveal
Just one taste

Fucking sick of this, hope my tongue don't slip
Familiar trips, loosen up it's grip
Instinct never worked anyway
What I've seen I just can't say
My sight's been taken but my eyes betray

Just one taste won't let it go to waste
The way I feel is never to reveal
Just one taste of my own space
Just one taste, yeah
Just one taste of my own space

My hands at my back, pushing violent acts
The truth an artifact, the rabbit in the hat
Kicking out this make believe
Dedicate a new belief

The risk runs high but I've gotta try
Hold it all inside until the day I die

Just one taste won't let it go to waste
The way I feel is never to reveal
Just one taste of my own space
Just one taste, yeah, of my own space, yeah

Just one taste, yeah, of my own space, yeah
Just one taste, yeah, of my own space, yeah