Somewhere, outside
There are tricks, and evil
Holler, downstairs
While I drive
I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog
Dying of boredom
I`ll try it all
Sixteen, olive
Bound by a voice
I don`t want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care
Dying of boredom
I`ll try it all
I`ll be faint
Like a crook
It looks and feels great but look at what It`s doing to you
But that`s ok look at how it feels
Dying of boredom
I`ll try it all
I`ll be faint
Like a crook
It looks and feels great but look at what It`s doing to you
But that`s ok look at how it feels