Can't beat the best ones

A little closer maybe a bit too close

You function you turn out

A flawless performance



Turn your camera away from me

Spill your guts in 8mm

Put your focus where your mouth is

You're the only one who's fading here



Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices

You know it makes more sense



I like the way you cry

Break my heart and break my hands and let me down

I want to snap your neck in two

And leave you dead, so dead



on and on and on and on and on (go!)...