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Give 'em no hope, no tenderness No holiness, no sensitivity No love, no heart No imagination, no compassion No talking just head, I cannot be dead I will be in your head, you will be on your knees You'll be beggin' me, "Please make it fucking stop" No peace of mind, no serenity No mercy mild, no divinity You will give them no quarter No inspiration, isolation No talking just head, that's what I said I will be in your head and you'll be down on your knees Beggin' me, "Please" Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel Like a motherfuckingless child Grease it up good, work it back and forth You don't even know who I am Think of the good things, remember the bad No illusions No talking just head, I cannot be dead When you pull the switch, I will be in your head Greasin' it up good No talking just head, you've been misled I will be in your head, workin' it back and forth Like I knew that I would No tenderness, no compassion No sensitivity, no love No holiness, no spirituality No imagination, no heart No divinity, no charity No mercy, no hope No karma, no devotion No immorality, no soul No talking just head, I cannot be dead! I will be in your head, you will be down on your knees And you'll be beggin' me, "Please make it fucking stop" |