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 dont want to go
But i want it well
At lest 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