Fear of Pleasure

Sex and suicide are all that haunt me
And the memories of things I used to want
I go from ecstasy to anger
Don’t look back there monolith of salt
Oh, no
And the candy that I passed upon before
That’s why I treat you like a stranger
Don’t look back there, nothing’s wrong
Fear of pleasure, nothing more
I believe in something bigger
Revelation coming from above
All I got’s a fear of pleasure
I believe in something more like love