so now that your faith's gone who are you going to trust?

now that your conscience is crawling in the dust

i've been meaning to tell you sister

i've been meaning to tell you all



i'm carved from the chaos and stained by it's reprise

and i've introduced myself for centuries

i've been meaning to tell you sister

about the master and margarita

but if you fuel the addiction you suckle its disease



and it drags you down 

drags you down 

please don't turn around



you're broken and battered you've tried with all amain

weaned by distraction your story stays the same

i've been meaning to tell you sister

about the master and margarita

but walking through raindrops it fuels it's own disdain



and it drags me down

(all you needed was an open invitation)

it drags me down

(you said yourself you said you craved the complications)

you drag me down

(you know the one who made you make the dedication)

it drags me down 

(you sell yourself you sell your soul)

please don't turn around