| Your vile sawed in half | |
| Exudes a demigogic school | |
| And your little bit of dropper down | |
| It lows and reaches up... | |
| And I pray, and I pray | |
| And slowly rise upon my knees | |
| And praise the little bit of dropper down | |
| That hardens in me | |
| I'm wishin I could feel but I know | |
| I know it's bigger | |
| Cuz I know even though my pride's growin' | |
| I could fall | |
| Take it through the eyes like men | |
| Your scared of what could come | |
| Cuz I know my only pain comes through the eye | |
| Through the eye | |
| Wishing that I could feel it but I know | |
| You can take yours | |
| Cuz I know it's a runaround like a chump | |
| [inaudible gibberish] |