Cover up false loves Treated like Road worn old diseases A streetwalker born To do what she pleases To do what she pleases To do what she Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you Won't be needing you Won't be needing you Won't be needing you Cover up those claws You know your aggression never ceases You'll chew them into a million pieces Into a million pieces Into a million Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you Deliver me from life, that's what you do You're taking on all forms, but I see through Don't marry your positions What you think you know Your crucified convictions Can't light a shadow Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you