Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil

Holler downstairs while I drive

I want to watch you buttercup

Comming through the fog

Dying of bordem, I'll try it all

Sixteen olive

Skin bound by a voice

I don't want to go

But I want it well

At least you fucking care

Dying of bordem, I'll try it all

I'll be faint like a crook

It looks and feels great

But look at what it's doing to you

But thats ok, look how it feels