The Folk Implosion - My Ritual Lyrics
My good timeI feel all rightMy ritual followed us to paradiseMy blood movesI feel all rightDon't touch meCuz I've had too much to feel tonightI'm a martyr of a new and magic kindIt's gettin' easy not to suffer all the timeMy good timeI feel all rightMy ritual followed us to paradiseMy blood moves I feel all rightDon't touch me Cuz you're still too much to feel tonightNot tonight, I repeat, me overI'm a martyr of a new and magic kindIt's getting easy not to suffer all the timeMy sense of humor might have narrowed with my ageBut happy anarchy is all I really craveTrying to be good, while I get my fillWill I get what I need?I don't know if I willWhen I take it in , will I make it my own againMy own againMy blood moves, I feel all rightMy ritual got me through another nightI'm a martyr of a new and magic kindIt's getting easy not to suffer all the timeMy sense of humor might have narrowed with my ageBut happy anarchy is all I really craveIt's all I need, It's all I want, It's all I crave,So come over.(x4) 
