Gimme your money
Gimme a shit
I want some praise
I need a lot of it
See the way I walk
Hear the way I talk
See me in your dreams
Tell me I'm the only thing
That you want inside
Hide under your mattress
Drag you down low
Keep you on the dark side
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
Hungry for the feast
That you feed
As an infant
While gazing in your mothers eyes
While she's haunted by the fist
The foul fiend
Has embellished
On her already malevolent mind
Another witness pro creates
And the victim is subjected
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all
You don't need to see at all