Portishead - Biscuit Lyrics

I'm lost, exposed.
Stranger things will come your way...
Its just I'm scared,
Got hurt along time ago...
I can't make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.

Ohh, sensation,
Sin slave of sensation.

Full fed, yet I still hunger.
Torn inside...
Haunted I tell myself, yet I still wander.
Down, inside, it's tearing me apart.

Ohh, sensation,
Sin slave of sensation.

Ohh, sensation,
Sin slave of sensation.

At last, relief.
A mothers son has left me sheer,
The shores I seek,
Are crimson tastes devine.
I can't make myself heard,
No matter how hard I scream.

Ohh, sensation,
Sin slave of sensation.