Texty: The Catherine Wheel. The Nude.

You're making me doubt myself
This feeling I know so well
Visions of naked greed
Are visions I just don't need

Far deep, phantom seeking, I can see
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

Far from living, I can see
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

The texture of moistened skin
All over this skin I've been
Skin that's been angel stretched
No muscle or excess flesh

Far deep, phantom seeking, I can see
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

Far from living, I can see
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

You're making me doubt myself
This feeling I know so well
Feeling of naked lust
This feeling I love so much

Far deep, phantom seeking, oh you are
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

Phantom breathing, oh you are
The nude that broke my heart
The nude that broke my heart

Upon the wall, the life is drawn
The love is lost, the truth will fall
The sinking ship, the sinking soul
The final fear, the picture on the wall