And then I found how to be what you want When I was out looking for something new Digging too deep And now it's too late We just keep on Breaking the same old ground So you think that I asked for this Well, let me show you What I think of your lips And you think that I asked for this Come on, Use your fist And then I found how to be what you want When I was out looking for something new Digging too deep And now it's too late We just keep on Breaking the same old ground So you think that I asked for this Well, let me show you What I think of your lips And you think that I asked for this Come on, Use your fist When I found how to be what you want I was looking for something new Digging too deep Now it's too late We just keep on Breaking the same old ground Breaking the same old ground Shhhhhh. . . Shhhhhh. . . I am owned by death And I'm in love with oblivion am owned by death And I'm in love with oblivion