Из альбома: Black Waltz
Smells like a freak show
Right where I want to be Come taste the dirt,
The dirt, the dirt
I smell a freak show
Theres something wrong with me Want it to hurt
It hurts, it hurts
I need something to sedate me But I can’t afford the high
Give me something
To help me escape
Smells like a freak show
God in a casket
Gone for eternities
We’ve got no rules,
No rules, no rules
God in a casket
Lost all authority
Come watch the fools
The fools, the fools