You've got some nerve to throw it in my face
Tsunami coming from miles, they want your money, honey
Redlight District to get yourself a taste
Don't they seem so loving?
Trick or treat and we fade away
Kicked to the curb on judgment day
A pinch of salt in your hater-ade
Just a little bit of torture hoping that you'll blast away
Move a little closer
Listen to the clock tick
Tell me if you want it
Yeah, I can make you talk sick
Move a little closer
Listen to the clock tick
It's all about control
Yeah, I can make you talk sick
Come fake the fire, desire, get you higher than high
Fire, fire, desire, suck you dryer than dry
Just see the sequel to race you to the steeple and laugh
But on the bright side we should bang one last time
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