Song Lyrics
Your emptiness complete and whole, i ll make your day
When you think with your dick, i ll make your day Drug, i can t hurt you more than you ve hurt yourself
I ll give you what you want, the pleasure is mine, the pleasure is mine
when you think with your dick
Handed me your head on a plate, when you think with your dick Pop, i can t hurt you more than you ve hurt yourself
You re doug quaid, that s what you get
the pleasure is mine
I ll make your day, i can t touch you but you ve already felt
But the price you pay is the pleasure, the pleasure is mine, handed me your head on a plate
so high now you re going so low
transfixed to the tv station
Handed me your head on a plate, handed me your head on a plate, i ll make your day
Burning through my brain, i ll give you what you want Itself, so high now you re going so low
Transfixed to the tv station, i ll make your day
the pleasure is mine
your emptiness complete and whole
Your emptiness complete and whole, i can t touch you but you ve already felt, the pleasure is mine
So high now you re going so low, transfixed to the tv station, how did you turn out to be so lightweight?
The pleasure is mine, how did you turn out to be so lightweight?
The pleasure is mine, how did you turn out to be so lightweight? Itself, burning through my brain