Turn around to watch all the same

You know (you're) simply a game

I see you've messed up your laughing head

I'll take you again and again



When you wake you're still in a dream

Not real though I love you unclean

I'm telling you you're a sick mind

You come back so fine, so fine



Know your smile is colder than ice

That will back you up real nice

But killing's hardly a weapon for you

Your wasted space is mine to