Texty: Napalm Death. From Enslavement To Obliteration. Emotional Suffocation.

So this ordeal we're subjected to
Is all part of being [in] love?
Two minds of intense confusion
Contained in feelings of spite and mistrust
The closer one of us tries to get
The further the [other] seems to move
Tangled in trapped emotions
Can't face the prospect of rejection

Uncertainty arouses suspicion
Of your mind I want possession
I try to be honest with you
But are you being honest with me?