1... 2... 3... 4...
Spin me round. Roll me over. Fucking circus.
Stab it down. One way needle. Pulled so slowly.
Drains and spills. Soaks the pages. Fills their sponges.
It's my blood. (x2)
Paint Ed big. Turn it into one of his enemies.
It's my blood. (x3)
Stab it down. Fill the pages. Suck my fucking life out, man.
Maker of my... my...
Enemies... enemies... enemies... enemies... enemies... enemies... enemies...
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
