Record scratch; Steve Miller Band Tattooed necks and tattooed hands Oh, how don't you drown in the rain storm? Fresh regrets, vodka sweats The sun is down and we're bound to get Exhausted and so far from the shore You're never gonna get I'm a hazard to myself I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell You're looking and whispering You think I'm someone else This is hell, yes. Literal hell.
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to smile We don't have to make friends It's so nice to meet you, Let's never meet again We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to dance We don't have to dance
Bottles smash, I raise my hand How can you all even stand And why is there joy in this poison, oh Faking smiles and confidence Driving miles to capture this excitement I can't take anymore You're never gonna get it I'm a hazard to myself I'll break it to you easy
This is hell, this is hell You're looking and whispering You think I'm someone else This is hell, yes. Hi I'm in hell
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to smile We don't have to make friends It's so nice to meet you, Let's never meet again
We don't have to talk We don't have to dance We don't have to dance We don't have to dance We don't have to dance We don't have to dance