The sun through the sky, leaves darkness in its wake And now I hear the hellhounds at the gate To be honest, I want you to relate This up for discussion, it's not a topic for debate Entrepreneurs that want to up the hate And slap a label on the so hard that it'll break If you it you buy it, and we sold it by the case It's okay if you just try it, you can hold it to face
How close can you get without it? How far removed can you get the public? Can you keep a If not, can you tie a Can you stand high up on this brick Listen to the tick-tock and switch gears been 1 2 3 4 5 6 years
Are they all dancing now? Are you joining the Are you celebrating your life just by destroying body? It's a part of psyche that I want to sightsee I don't need you as a guide, and I dont want you to like me I was voted likely That's it least likely So pardon me if I fiesty Bite my tongue like a bullet, take a pull from the peace past the low expectations of me each night
I leave light in my wake and I across the floor Until I hear the sex kittens all at the door There's something outside that we all But inside an ex who marks a soft spot 'Til it and decays and then no one else cares It's been 7 8 9 10 11 12
Now I sell to the well-wishers through the coinslots I fall for a girl's bait, participate in I demonstrate a trade With a face void of If that don't a thousand ships Than that's Helen of Troy's There's nothing in horse It's hollow, empty, its entry will not be forced Like an eyesocket stripped clean of It's 13 14 15 16 years