My Ritual by Folk Implosion

My blood moves
I feel all right
My ritual followed us to paradise
My blood moves
I feel all right
Don't touch me
Cuz i've had too much to feel tonight

I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
It's gettin' easy not to suffer all the time

My good time
I feel all right
My ritual followed us to paradise
My blood moves i feel all right
Don't touch me cuz you're still too much to feel tonight

Not tonight, i repeat, me over
I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
It's getting easy not to suffer all the time
My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age
But happy anarchy is all i really crave

Trying to be good, while i get my fill
Will i get what i need?
I don't know if i will
When i take it in , will i make it my own again
My own again

My good time, i feel all right
My ritual got my through another night

I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
It's getting easy not to suffer all the time
My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age
But happy anarchy is all i really crave
It's all i want. it's all i need
So come over.