What will you do when you're stripped down
what will you do when you have nothing left
you'll never step on me again
no, you'll never hurt me again
you should learn about the social graces
an art for that you do not know
yeah you know there must be a god
He's in my outside he's in my outside
I could murder
I could k**
there is something something inside of me
I could murder I could k**
there is something there is something
you're really ugly ugly on the inside
much uglier than I am
who do you think you're fooling
where's your god? He's not on the inside
you think that you're pure
you think that you're on the right path
I feel nothing but hate for you
Oh God oh God
I could murder
I could k**
there is something something inside of me
I could murder I could k**
there is something there is something