One night in Amsterdam

When I was walking through amsterdam
I realized Id no longer see uncle sam
My wrists were bound my hands were tied
I knew it was to be the day I died

And now the virus creeps in
Feeding off my latest sin
You hold the antidote in your hands
Yet you turn it into sand

You are killing me with every stare
You caught me helpless unprepared
And like a child I keep giving in
To your hypnotizing grin

And now the virus keeps creeping in
Feeding off my latest sin
You bare the cure to withstand
My disease on command

Masochism is the latest trend
There is no need to pretend
Looking for ways to live this lie
My mind knows its for the best but my heart refuses to comply

And now I'm grasping my own skin
So it won't tear apart or fall in
Masochism is the latest trend
Loving you kills me. Allow yourself to bend.

And now this is my demise
My soul crawls into your eyes
What you don't grasp or comprehend
Is that when this begins so does my end.