Texty: Tea Party. Overload.

You, you paint such a pretty picture, you fuel my desire
But destiny's always uncertain, when fate's still in style
I've traveled the road of excess, I've learned to survive
I picked up the devil, he told me, he wanted to drive

Watching the rain clouds come and wash over me
And I fall down wasted, I overload, I overload, overload

So precious, the smallest of mercies, I hold to my chest
I'm finding, it's taking forever to sing every breath
But I know what I've said, I know what I've done
But I'm taking a break from reason 'cause I, I still want some fun

I'm watching the rain clouds come and wash over me
I'm searching for someone, something to satisfy me
I'm watching the rain clouds come and wash over me
And I fall down wasted, I overload

So satisfy everything and damn the dismay
Because pleasure becomes the puppet before your mistakes
So sing, all along, sing every song
Louder, louder now, ah, louder

I'm watching the rain clouds come and wash over me
I'm searching for someone, something to satisfy me
I'm watching the rain clouds come and wash over me
And I fall down wasted, I overload, I overload, I overload
I overload, I overload [incomprehensible]