You got a stalker in the back of your brain Youre in a fucking TV battle game Yeah, yeah No more power No more breath Another hour left of terror & pain Yeah, yeah
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill A sick crowd of TV head motherfuckers
Run run motherfucker run Run little baby run We bet on your life today Run run motherfucker run Run little baby run We bet on your life today
You got a sticker in the back of your head Youre just a number in the hell of fame Yeah No more panic No more steps We are gonna have a night of pleasure and pain
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill A sick crowd of TV head motherfuckers
Run run motherfucker run Run little baby run Show me some fun today Run run motherfucker run Run little baby run Show me some fun today