Paradise Lost

You get high, with your destructive instinct
You get high, with your corrosive instinct
Where can I go, to escape your foul mind tricks
You're trying it more, but you will never break me
Cause you presume, the winner is you but that's not true,
So say just words to me, unreal what your hate's providing,
Say just words to me, your talk is always contradiction
Say just words to me, you won't feel the warmth of friends around you
Say just words to me, is it true that there is worth inside