Dance Dance in the ambulance stickin it hard to hardly (stickin it hard to hardly) And i haven't read a book all year though i'm slowly dying (though i'm slowly dying)
This tastes just like vinegar, sippin' it part to party And i'll keep party'n the messed up way to the hospital (to the hospiral)
Is there no fault without meaning? 'cause i try to breathe in ecstacy. What i fear most is that you're kind of dancing this too, and i'd die if i knew that was true!
Keep piss on this renegade 'causing me blinding my sight Cause i've been dying to slit your throat and i'm still trying Calling me up at night make me feel the fright of you kneeling for someone i rather woyuld bite! And as desperate it may seem i'll kick it through!
Don't set the timers back. Could we just ignore the air we lack? 'cause this'll be pumping on and off and on