You're walking on a broken foot this time, the divine becomes the deprived

You're making yourself look aged, head down and suck on the syphon

The words game and over never rang so true, the insanity gets thicker

I'm not an addict, I just enjoy getting fucked up



The men twiddle thumbs with their fingers in their gums, they couldn't stay at home

The art of moderation versus pure temptation, their mouths will foam

Whilst the people all around them go hungry, little fishy got away this time



You've pissed in your own swimming pool this time, well, I can be a prick too

I get wasted, get jealous and talk a load of shit, pucker up and suck on a shotgun

You tremble and you sweat and the horror fills you, impatience creeping through your veins

The memories of the buzz still slowly drains



(The men twiddle thumbs with their fingers in their gums, they couldn't stay at home

The art of moderation versus pure temptation, their mouths will foam

Whilst the people all around them go hungry, little fishy got away this time) [x2]