歌词
With the lights out version (the version that is most known by people)seems to be something like that:
“That's it"
Until my tensions
Feed me, I'm f*****g hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back
Like the f*****g resume
Experience credentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Than a
Blasphemy
Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only
Like the f*****g resume
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little pecker
Burn me
It's to potentially grade me
I'm f*****g hungry
Feed me, the wells of comfort
Exzume me
I want my complex back
A wicked man
Picked off the scabs and fed them
To the pigeons
Help him, he is so cornered
Kill him, your mercy w***e will
Lights are f*****g around with me
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights Really inside
And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh
Help me, f*****g hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back
"Thank you and, good night