I'm trapped here as my senses bleed
I can't recall which things I need
You show up late and stumble in
Unsure if you are still Corrine (??)
My captive gaze inside your eyes
Reveal a thing you've tried to hide
Attempting to record this view
Reflections drive me out of you
Time for the meatstick,
Bury the meatstick,
Take out the meatstick time
Whoa, shocks my brain
Whoa, shocks my brain
Time for the meatstick,
Bury the meatstick,
Take out the meatstick time
Whoa, shocks my brain
Whoa, shocks my brain
But long before this scene concludes
The end I'm seeking still eludes
My every effort to apply
My will to moments passing by
But everytime we say goodbye
The pain I can't identify
That leads to several moments more
Time for the meatstick,
Bury the meatstick,
Take out the meatstick time
Whoa, shocks my brain
Whoa, shocks my brain
Holy shit, that's making all kinds of rules
I'm not even going to go there
Hey just for a second, I'll just go for a second.
Oh, meatstick? Ah.. I don't know.. On a string?
Time for the meatstick?
Bury meatstick
Bury meatstick time?
Oh meatstick!!
Hey, that song could be the next cha cha