somewhere, outside
there are tricks and evil,
holler
downstairs
while i drive
i want to watch you buttercup
now we do it again and again
coming through the fog
dying of boredom, ill try it all
sixteen, olive
bound by a voice
dont look, i want to, too much blood
i cant stomach but its necessary
i dont want to go but i want it
well at least you fucking care
dying of boredom, ill try it all
ill be
faint like a crook
it looks and feels great
but look at what its doing to you
but thats ok look at how it feels.
it hurts too much look around you
i would punch you
but i cant
i cant still
while i watch you
i came to fuck you
dying of boredom, ill try it all
ill be faint like a crook
it looks and feels great
but look at what its doing to you
but thats ok look at how it feels.