In amongst her meek nature Lies a fucked and confused wretch You'll have nothing You'll then mean nothing I occupy the farthest reaches Within your broken mind So far away That you struggle to find me So far away That you struggle to find me So far away I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase That you struggle to find me I won't bite, wretched whore I won't bite the bait that impels me to my meagre self I don't chase, foul bitch, I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase I don't chase, I draw I don't chase, I draw I don't chase, I draw I don't chase, I draw