Reality's a nice place for person
But I won't even look there
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
And why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do I feel so motherfucking dead?
Dead, dead
Why do I feel so dead?
Why do I feel so dead?
High? High?
Kill me, I'm a dope fiend
Do not touch me for I am unclean
(Kill your television, kill my mind) kill me
(Kill the TV in the name of God) kill me
Screaming insects, hail the queen
Welcome the killer home
Hold me, help to seal the fate here
And let the rapist roam
Put your bloody hands on me
And whisper in my ear
Burning bodies keep us warm
And have for many years
Yeah
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
And why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why?
Do it, kill me
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive, yeah
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
And I'm thankful just to be alive
Yeah motherfucker, I'm high (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
And I'm thankful just to be alive
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
