Sick, Sick, Sick (feat. Julian Casablancas On Vocals And Casio Synth Guitar)
Young, dumb, don't see a problem, Bloodshot, Stare like a hoodlum, Simple as this I'm in love with the risk, I know what I've done, but tell me what did I miss, So, please don't save something, Waste not, save nothing, Lose the halo, No need to resist, A lick of the lips & my grip on your hips.
First thing we succumb to, Shall erase and undo days of unrelease, If there's no police, Then race to slip into whatever fits you, Make something, make someone, Beg on a knee baby, baby please, Pout your bottom lip, while crackin the whip, You know what we want is, Candy to cum too.