You think your life's so important, You grasp the meaning of life, You think your mind can't be bordered And you're way ahead of your time.
Seeing your lying modest foreplay, Makes me feel sick, I don't need those words to be said, You're grabbing the world by the balls, You're shaking the earth while searching for gold, oh my, Locked and load and set to explode.
But deep inside you're a scared little girl, And the world is a place of ungodly disgrace, If you can't fly, you crawl. Deep inside you're as numb as a corpse, Riding on a hearse.
Dead inside but still in shape for a hiss, There's nothing colder then the touch of your kiss, The bruises covering the skin on your hips Look lovely with the cherry red on your lips. Step on my throat so I could keep my mouth shut, I'll bite your leg of without making a sound. Everything you've done in life, good and wrong, Is making it's way into my song.
But deep inside you're a scared little girl, And the world is a place of ungodly disgrace, If you can't fly, you crawl. Deep inside you're as numb as a corpse, Riding on a hearse.