I don't ever want to talk that way again I don't want to know people like that anymore As if there was an obligation As if I owed you something Black me out I want to piss on the walls of your house I want to chop those bra** rings off Your fat f**ing fingers As if you were a king-maker As if, as if, as if Black me out I don't want to see the world that way anymore I don't want to feel that weak and insecure As if you were my f**ing pimp As if I was your f**ing who*e All the young graves filled Don't the best all burn out So bright and so fast? Full body high I'm never coming down