Music, soul of the endless...

Something has to change.

Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden

anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
and I wouldn't have it any other way.
It's not enough. I need more.

Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't, I don't want it. I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me

and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change

tired moments into pleasure.

Say the word and

we'll be well upon our way.

Blend and balance,

pain and comfort deep within you
till you will not want me any other way.
It's not enough. I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't, I don't want it. I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but

it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.
Something kinda sad about

the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can this mean anything to me

if I really don't feel anything at all?
I'll keep digging

till I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me

and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.

Relax, turn around

and take my hand.

TOOL - Stinkfist

(Roma, 21/ 6/ 06

images by Daniele Bianchi)