Somewhere outside ther are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while i drive

I want to watch you watch you buttercup
Coming through the fog

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all

Sixteen olive skin
Bound by a voice

I don't want to go
But i want it well
At least you fucking care

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint like a crook

It looks and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you
but that's ok look at how it feels.