A Perfect Circle - The hollow
Run desire
Run this sexual being
Run him like a blade
To and through the heart
No conscience
One motive
To cater to the hollow
Screaming feed me
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacify this hungering
So grow
Libido throw dominoes of indiscretions down
Falling all around in cycles
In circles
Constantly consuming
Conquer and devour
Cause it's time to bring this fire down
Bridle all this indiscretion
Long enough to edify
And permanently fill this hollow
Scream and feed me
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacifying
Feed me
Fill me up again
Temporarily pacifying
