Afghan Whigs

Conjure Me
I smell your blood, my love But i can't taste it yet I have your mind, my love But i can't waste it yet Please understand my love I find this sickening My head is ice my love My skin is thickening But oh! my love We could still be friends And oh! my love With me you must contend I'm gonna turn on you before you turn on me I'm gonna turn on you can you conjure me? And walk the mile into this web of my conspiracy I'm gonna turn on you before you turn on me I'm in a hole But i don't feel the safety net I have your soul But i am wasting it But oh! my love We could still be friends And oh! my love With me you must contend Aus Songtexte Mania