Из альбома: Penance Soirée
Looking like she needs a miracle, out here so late just looking for a drug
Give her something so she can fall in love True love hits like death from above
Let's dance to the beat of a different drug She wants to feel real
Let's get protection out of thin air We sell injection Give me perfection
I'll sleep on the floor Tell them you were alone They'll call you a whore
Domesticated Devastated There's no bright side
You'll make more Bitch pay for my ride