TANTRIC - Chasing After
You said that you'd never hurt me
But you did anyway
My Piece of mind now deserts me
(It fills my mind with despair)
And here I lie
Down in the cold again
But still I do pretend
That I have no one
But myself to count on
Cuz I've tried to work things out
But a little mistake has slowed me down
To find out what I'm chasing after
Another day of this conflict
Once again I've bit my tongue