Conditional Love

Conceived in the darkness of the deep (of the deep, of the deep) Turns out that life doesn't need the rays of the sun Born without eyes, no need to see (need to see, need to see) Born with a taste for conditional love Conditional love Conditional love No hell below no heaven above Worth conditional love I wanna spill some blood (oh, oh) For conditional love I touch base with the morning star (morning star) I'm not the type to sit around counting scars (counting scars) With Roxanne in his car And sundown in his heart, conditional love Conditional love Conditional love No hell below no heaven above Worth conditional love I wanna spill some blood (oh, oh) For conditional love Love, I wanna spill some blood (oh, oh) For conditional love Cosmically linked with a war of attrition, oh I've got a love but it comes with conditions Love, I wanna spill some blood (oh, oh) For conditional love Love, I wanna spill some blood (oh, oh) For conditional love