I cant trace the word

its a swollen space it talks to me

and if im bought and sold

then im cruising in on a dead end street



oooh oooh



they take me out

they make it fair

and everyone is running scared

the biggest joke

the brightest smile

i feel just like a little child

and its niiice, niice, niiice to feel



Put me in your head

Drown the rat, the noise at me

your blood is on the bed

and im crushed under your memory



oooh oooh



They take me out

they make it fair

and everyone is running scared

the biggest joke

the brightest smile

i feel just like a little child

and its niiice, nice, niiice to feel