The sun flies through the sky, darkness in its wake And now I hear the hellhounds at the gate To be honest, I want you to relate This ain't up for discussion, it's not a topic for Entrepreneurs that want to bottle up the And slap a on the glass so hard that it'll break If you it you buy it, and we sold it by the case It's okay if you try it, you can hold it to your face
How close can you get touching it? How far removed can you get the public? Can you a secret? If not, can you tie a Can you stand high up on brick block? Listen to the tick-tock and switch gears It's been 1 2 3 4 5 6
Are they all dancing Are you joining the party? Are you celebrating life just by destroying your body? It's a of your psyche that I want to sightsee I don't need you as a tour guide, and I dont want you to me I was least likely That's it just likely So me if I seem fiesty Bite my tongue a bullet, take a pull from the peace pipe Push past the low of me each night
I leave light in my wake and I moonwalk across the Until I hear the sex all purring at the door There's something outside that we all But inside there's an ex who marks a spot 'Til it and decays and then no one else cares It's been 7 8 9 10 11 12
Now I sell pennies to the through the coinslots I for a girl's bait, participate in boycotts I demonstrate a trade With a face void of If that don't launch a thousand Than that's Helen of loss There's nothing in horse It's hollow, empty, its entry will not be forced Like an eyesocket stripped of tears been 13 14 15 16 years