Words make me wild (Video No. 3)

I am a forming cloud  
unpredictable as the rose,  
I wont be mapped  
calculated or caught  
in your curves.  

I'll be ungoverned, a lawless  
bitch the bites every hand,  
stand for nothing, with no one.  
Twist when I might turn  
set my own fires  
to burn away any trace.  
 
Shun each embrace,  
stifled under the pressure  
of this false caress,  
wipe my lips after each measured kiss,  
drag you all beyond the abyss.