Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog of dying boredom
I’ll try it all sixteen alive skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care
Dying of boredom
I’ll try it all
I’ll be faint like a crook
It look and feels great
But look at what it’s doing to you
But that’s ok look at how it feels
