Lyrics Diet Of Strange Places

Starving, I've got this hunger
Growling from deep within
Carving internal thunder
Oh a craving that wears me thin

Well, it's hard to ingest
So many faces
I get my fill but still those passers-by
Leave me empty on a diet of strange places
It all should enhance my senses
Tell me why does the spice of loneliness
Seem all but tasteless and lays there
To haunt me from inside
And leaves me

Starving, I've got this hunger
Growling from deep within
Carving internal thunder
Oh a craving that wears me thin

Many a trap are set and baited
From tension of temptation of the game
But ones who are fed are those who waited
Takes famine while it leaves it curbed and tame
Only time'll find me home and safely set
But until that time I'll remain

Starving, I've got this hunger
Growling from deep within
Carving internal thunder
Oh a craving that wears me thin
Oh a craving that wears me thin