The Things I Do

Once or twice
It might be nice
Then you die

You're still alive
Though not inside
They pass you by

Day and night
Trapped in a curse
No end in sight

To satisfy
You must dissolve
I'm standing by

The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you

Please wake up
You're at it again
Inside within

Lay on the floor
You've done it before
Roll over again

A change of view
Will do you good
But never heal

My agony
My self-esteem
What have you done to me

The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you
The things I do
I do for you

The things I do
The things I do
The things I do
The things I do