TORTURE - Travis Barker, nothing,nowhere.

I need your body, it’s a craving

This bed is feeling like it’s pavement

I got these visions of a genocide

Your lips are tasting like it’s cyanide

I set up shop inside my basement

I can feel your heart is racing

I need your blood like it’s a blessing

And this will only take a second

Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation

I’m going insane

Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation

I’m going insane

Defeated, disorder

I’m bleeding, it’s torture

I’m in pieces, it’s alright

I need this, it’s torture

I can’t make this work anymore

I know, I know it hurts

But it’s for the best

Addicted to your flesh

You know that I’m possessed

And that it’s onto the next

Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation

I’m going insane

Hallucinations, deprivation, infatuation

I’m going insane

Defeated, disorder

I’m bleeding, it’s torture

I’m in pieces, it’s alright

I need this, it’s torture