Chinese bullets fly from out my brain
Bright lights flashing in a fucked up drug haze
Nightcrawler walking down 16th avenue
You can't tell me nothing I have nothing to prove
Pouring from my wrists is that new Pink Whitney
Oh so sweet the feeling it gives me
Woah woah
Over and over and over and over
Conversations with Satan to ponder over
Voodoo
The way you haunt me
The way you curse me
You know I want you the way I see you
So clearly do your voodoo
You know that I do too
The way you curse me
The way you touch me
Your voodoo
Woah woah
I know that
I may be wrong and I may be right
She sees the future in these latex eyes
We are new kids the doom generation
Im just a victim to my temptations
Woah woah
Doing the same things everyday
Spirit away just to get paid
Pirates and skulls and bones in my face
I make decisions the worst ways, woah
I make decisions the worst ways
Do it all again just to face pain
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