Lyrics
Shaking like a leaf in a cold sweat
When that emotion counter wants what he can't have
You're in his bed, but your body needs my hologram
That, "Vicious appetite," reading off a teleprompter
But you'll get what you want first
So if one day you're bent out
In a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again
Show you all the hooks in my mouth
"Look at how gullible I can be
With my fins and my gills in sync"
I think you'll like it
The bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot
Colder than the sheath that my sword's in
Like I'm born again, I bitch and moan
'Cause I was a stand-in
In lamb skin for you
I'm never faking
I'm ready to be used
So if one day you're bent out
In a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again
Show you all the hooks in my mouth
"Look at how gullible I can be
With my fins and my gills in sync"
I think you'll like it
The bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot!
Yeah!
If you need someone to hold your glass while you dance
Or unrequited 200 percent
A subject for healing your eager disease
Beach day, tourniquet skin
Falling over all my words, begging for
Pump action, big game shelf
Lookalikes never did do it for Freud
Beach day, tourniquet skin
Falling over all my words, begging for
Pump action, big game shelf
Benadryl dick never puts a ring on it!
So if one day you're bent out
In a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again
Show you all the hooks in my mouth
"Look at how gullible I can be
With my fins and my gills in sync"
I think you'll like it
The bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot
I think you'll like it
Like it, like it
I think you'll like it
Like it, like it, ooh
