Fill the empty spaces with nefarious activities I'm being pulled by my felonious proclivities Look in the mirror with such crystal clear lucidity Become more aware of my life's vacant obscenity
That ain't no way to go Face down there on the floor Wash off the blood Then walk back out the door
So cold blooded that it almost seems amphibious Absence of conscience so deceivingly insidious Cracks in my soul they make everyone look hideous But my friendly smile keeps the world outside oblivious
That ain't no way to go Face down there on the floor Wash off the blood Then walk back out the door
That ain't no way to go Face down there on the floor Wash off the blood Then walk back out the door
