Wasteland discotheque

You know its right
when you feel its right,
When you fall down
and follow pain for you.
But rest assure
that we will take you
to the Wasteland Discotheque,
And make you turn with this again,
This is the way we f**king know,
This is the way we f**king KILL,
(this is a blackhouse glassade)

Thank you,
for all the times we shared.
Now you want it, want it so bad.
TICK TICK, you choose to look big.
but on the ranch
your sweet, sweet, sweet.
I've tasted all of this.

Break out, any body want help?
life is sweeter, than love.
With a stone, it hurts.

Your fingers right
where you tease on your knees,
Slightly, get any fresh (?)
Well your just bullshittin' now,
with relationships.
Now i, lost myself
In girls, from the city.
With girls that we see
we all feel the same way,
(this is a blackhouse glassade)

Thank you,
for all the times we shared.
Now you want it, want it so bad.
TICK TICK, you choose to look big.
but on the ranch
your sweet, sweet, sweet.
I've tasted all of this.

My cover is done.
F**K YEAH!!!
and soon you're bigger,
than everyone, yes everyone.
The time has truly failed.
when the stars are fallin'
let it stay here,
is the new black fire.

Ooooooooo
peel away, its for you
Ooooooooo
peel away, its for you

Verse 5:
Thank you,
for all the times we shared
for the words that should of been heard
now you want it,
you want it so f**king bad.
(so f**king bad)
TICK TICK, you choose to look big,
but on the ranch
your sweet, sweet, sweet,
I've tasted all of this.

1 girl, 2 girls, my hell,
i face sweet hell, of love
with a stone it hurts