Slow Chemical

[Angelus]

by: Finger Eleven

The wonder of the world is gone and old for sure
All the wonder that I want I've found in her
As a whole becomes a part I strike to burn
An old flame returns.

Every intuition fails to find its way
One more table turned around and back again.
Finding I'm more lost than found when she's not around
When she's not around I feel it coming down

Get me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical, now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical

When everybody wants (the chemical of) your soul
When everybody wants (the chemical of) your soul
When everybody wants your soul
When everybody wants your soul

Get me what I could never ask for
Connect me and you could be my chemical, now
Give me the drug you know I'm after
Connect me and you could be my chemical

You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical
You could be the chemical