Sex Drive More and more each day I feel myself drifting away, Into worlds of wasted efforts and forgotten dreams lonely fields. I think of consequence as a passing phase to soon to taste. Sit down here with me, look up into space. Sex drive, Low gear. Sex drive, Don’t come near. More and more each day I feel the bombs will make us pay, I feel the rain inside my mouth the wrong words come out. Trapped, I’m trapped in stares of endless despair, But I feel okay today, stay my soothsayer. Sex drive, Low gear. Sex drive, Don’t come near. Sex drive, So alive, Sex drive, …survive. I am talked about more than I’m seen, I’ve hated more than I’m mean. I’m lost without cause for return, Beyond her’s, or anyone’s concern. Sex drive, Low gear. Sex drive, Don’t come near. Sex drive, So alive, Sex drive, …survive. vlounge