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Lust for Change
Crawling in my mind
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
Two-faced and I wonder what I'm looking at
Shit-faced but you're far from where you think you are
Face-down and I begin to wonder who you're praying to
Coming full swing, you like it rough, but this might scar
Crawling in my mind
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
Pretty little play things only want a meal
I cook at home, but you don't want it for free
Money only goes so deep. then you taste the blood
You're more than an empty heart from what I see
Crawling in my mind
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
A tornado and a hurricane
So much destruction, but I like you wet
Burning every candle on the window pane
Tell lies and tragedies, you still get what you get
Princess of heartache, queen of desperation
The curtains begin to smoke and I hear the alarm
Stinks of ash and the sounds of interjoined masturbation
A little misbehavior never did any harm
Crawling in my skin
Another name on the list, another sin
Change the rules and play a fool
Just another loose screw and a power tool
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
Two-faced and I wonder what I'm looking at
Shit-faced but you're far from where you think you are
Face-down and I begin to wonder who you're praying to
Coming full swing, you like it rough, but this might scar
Crawling in my mind
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
Pretty little play things only want a meal
I cook at home, but you don't want it for free
Money only goes so deep. then you taste the blood
You're more than an empty heart from what I see
Crawling in my mind
You have the means, you have the time
Twist the little game we play
I swear I won't misbehave
A tornado and a hurricane
So much destruction, but I like you wet
Burning every candle on the window pane
Tell lies and tragedies, you still get what you get
Princess of heartache, queen of desperation
The curtains begin to smoke and I hear the alarm
Stinks of ash and the sounds of interjoined masturbation
A little misbehavior never did any harm
Crawling in my skin
Another name on the list, another sin
Change the rules and play a fool
Just another loose screw and a power tool
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