From the rose-coloured chaos of a drain
From my bed and my rooms you scream
These are words of withdrawal
Moments of withdrawal

[?] equation
The beast pain in me

With the [?] eyes always blank for my head on the door
You come running and screaming and cursing for more
These are words of withdrawal
Moments of withdrawal

The hunger connection
The jungle's real reflection
The beast pain in me

Always naked, always hiding from the sun
Your dreaded eye, your evil eye contemplating the gun
These are words of withdrawal
Moments of withdrawal

You just have no sense of the pain
The beast pain in me