So tell me again how it feels to give yourself to the scum
in the beautiful machine where we made love.
Green and brown influence had a hold of you.
Was there pleasure in your mind?
Excitement of this getting out makes you scream.
Why couldn't that be the day you choked on it?
No one around to save you.
No one to crush your stomach from behind.
Was it everything?
Do you regret your night?
I recall you saying you don't regret a thing.
Well go on your way thinking of no one else but yourself.
Maybe one of these nights,
a confession-semi will smash your tires from behind.
Just don't ask questions,
just fly around with your head cut off,
never regretting a..
No one around (to save you),
no one to crush your stomach from behind.
No one around,
no one to crush your stomach from behind.