Music, lyrics, arrangement, vocals, mixing by Hanssen.
I'm sick of myself, I'm tired of myself, I hate myself, I wish I loved myself, but I hate that bitch, I hate the bitch I am... I heard from a friend, a magic man, that he keeps a fire to burn a bitch out of me. He sold me some fire and fire took me down, down, under underground.
Where the skies are pink and bright, pink and bright, yeah, Neon stars are coming out. Where candy valleys sweet my heart, sweet my heart, yeah. And all the bitches are burning bright, burning bright, burning there.
When I'm on fire I don't get you right, but I can drive, but I can't dance tonight.