get with it, gotta get with it   bear with it, gotta bear with it      reach into my hungry soul   weaning on my lost desires   screening of the sharpened ghost   playing out to death's attire      steering out of darker waters   supported by some serenade   a whiff of your attractive visions   deliverance of controversies   demagnetise this horror act   and bite the lip of separation   desensitise this pregnant heart   slap away the feeling hand      living on borrowed oxygen   breathing is to seek out blood   planting bubbles in my veins   infiltrate the silent walls