Lyrics:
Somewhere, outside There are tricks, and evil Holler, downstairs While I drive I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog Dying of boredom Ill try it all Sixteen, olive Bound by a voice I dont want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care Dying of boredom Ill try it all Ill be faint Like a crook It looks and feels great but look at what Its doing to you But thats ok look at how it feels Dying of boredom Ill try it all Ill be faint Like a crook It looks and feels great but look at what Its doing to you But thats ok look at how it feels