Sick Joy - Senses Lyrics

Slave to the senses what can I do?
Body is restless for someone like you

I gave up on being a part of the plan
And our lives are better when I'm not holding your hand

Slave to the senses what can I do?
Body of porcelain when together with you

I gave up on being a part of the plan
And our lives are better when I'm not holding your hand

It's not you