You lit my fuse, I'm about to blow, just a snap in my head, and there I go. Too bad if you run too slow, my serotonine levels start to grow. There's no clearer Yes than you screaming No, your shaking head says "go, go, go," you've got no idea how much I know, but you found the wrong switch to throw. There's so much, you'd never guess, now all I need is a trigger to press, I feel no rush and I feel no stress, now I can't wait, there's no way to regress. R.: I've got my will to kill, clutch the gun in my hand, revel in the thrill. I've got my will to kill, we are one with my gun, and it's the best I could feel. (2×) Don't hurry, take your time, it's a long way for me to get off my prime, with nobody there to see your crime, it's perfectly fair that no one will see mine. R. (solo) Sit back and listen, I know what we are missing. A bullet in your head instead of all the kissing, now I've had enough of all your shit, so shut the fuck up and deal with it. R. And your dumb smile just makes me sick, I know a nice dose of lead might do the trick, my hands are calm, and my moves are slick, now that's all you get for being a dick. Now you're as numb as you can be, and it's late to pray or to break free, you know it's not so hard to see, that everybody needs somebody like me. R. It's the best I could feel (4×)