I Take You - Queensrÿche

You can’t forgive me with blood on my lip?

I’ve feasted on your innocence, left you like trash on the floor

You follow blindly, I run on empty

I’ll be the savior you crave

If my language seems backwards then your vision is so unclear

Your heartbeat in my hand begins to slow, way down … I take you!

I take you … slow

And I take you!

Fade in memories convenient to forget

Tasted what you hid from me and I’m on to the next

Automatic, catatonic I won’t moralize with excuses … for «why me?»

I love the fear in your eyes

It’s all from memory and I’m running on empty

I’ll be the savior you crave

If my language seems backwards, your vision is so unclear

Your heartbeat in my hand begins to slow

It’s over!

I take you!

I take you … slow

If my language seems backwards, your vision is so unclear

Your heartbeat in my hand begins to slow way down

I take you!

I take you … slow