Where is the needle? Where is the gun? Where is the bullet?
Where is the noose? Turn you loose Where is your needle? Awww...
Starts out like magic, some sick religion That ain't no vulture, that's a fucking pigeon He's got vultures in his hair And blood and feathers, they are everywhere
You want retreat Filthy and deep A dead moon, a drunken seed
I know whose porno that you burn I'll be everywhere you turn Baby there, there is a room Full of death and whores and you
I am waiting in that room I am waiting there for you
It's all whores, it's all pain It's all disease, man It's all the same My little Judas, my little twin Where you start that's where I begin
She said, "I want it now"
You don't listen to what I say Just masturbate your life away You don't listen to what I say Just masturbate your life away
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