Come all sit up, taste decay Ambitions on hold, inhibitions away Every last fucker in the room's eating out of my hand Every last fucker in my way can understand that
If you let the pain take you right through the other side you can feel alright
Your distress can sail away Every last fucker in the room that I can't stand Every last frustrated fashionista
If you let the pain take you right through the other side you could feel alright