| Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation | |
| From the mind of one sick animal who can't tell the difference | |
| And gets stupefied | |
| I've been waiting my whole life for just one fuck | |
| And all I needed was just one fuck | |
| How can you say that you don't give a fuck | |
| I find myself stupefied, coming back again | |
| All I wanted was just one fuck | |
| One tiny little innocent fuck | |
| And when I feel like I strayed out of luck | |
| I find myself stupefied, coming back again | |
| Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality? | |
| I can feel it all start slipping, I think I'm breaking down | |
| Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality? | |
| I can feel it all start slipping away | |
| See but I don't get it | |
| Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit? | |
| Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it? | |
| I get stupefied, it's all the same you say, live with it | |
| But I don't get it | |
| Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit? | |
| Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it | |
| I get stupefied, I get stupefied | |
| All the people in the left wing rock | |
| And all the people in the right wing rock | |
| And all the people in the underground rock | |
| I find myself stupefied, coming back again | |
| All the people in the high rise rock | |
| And all the people in the projects rock | |
| And all la hente in the bario rock | |
| I find myself stupefied, coming back again | |
| Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality? | |
| I can feel it all start slipping, I think I'm breaking down | |
| Why do you like playing around with my narrow scope of reality? | |
| I can feel it all start slipping away | |
| See but I don't get it | |
| Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit? | |
| Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it? | |
| I get stupefied, it's all the same you say, live with it | |
| But I don't get it | |
| Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit? | |
| Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it? | |
| I get stupefied, I get stupefied | |
| [Incomprehensible] | |
| And don't deny me | |
| No baby now, don't deny me | |
| And darlin', don't be afraid | |
| But I don't get it | |
| Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit? | |
| Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it? | |
| I get stupefied | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| I begin to stupify | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| I begin to stupify | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| I begin to stupify | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| I begin to stupify | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| Look in my face, stare in my soul | |
| I begin to stupify |