You've got no reason on your own bed
Nobody seems to care too much
And to be frank, I don't give a fuck as well?
She suddenly begs for my black spells
To capitalize on rubbish
Damn! There's something I like the most
Like ketchup, vitamins and orange juice
Come satisfy your victims

Just try to keep your eyes on mine
And kiss me like you did on the last goodbye
I know you're here for sure?
My tong won't let me lie, so come on
Bees are such good pals, they don't complain
Comfort, ecstasy and pain, inside the box there's no brain
1, 2, 3, 4 Stabs, breathe? Neurological disease, but walk on
I want? To get rid of bad dreams
Shake your feet and ask for once more
Groove, dude! Don't miss it
Drugs don't feel it
Groove, dude. Come and shake it
Drugs don't feel it
Booze won't cum and ask me why?