State Of The Nation – Soaking Dry lyrics

Writer's block, ironic titles wont get me through this,
Recipient of love, ironic titles wont save me.

Alone and lonely; I'm melancholy only,
Just anti-depresant so high upon my self,
Soak me up, Soak me up.

I want it back, give me something thats tangeable,
Recipient of love, can't touch heaven with my fingers.

Soak me up, I'm warm inside you,
soak me up....