Rachael All You Need Is Lead
To pick you from the floor, until you die
To test you to try the sickest smile
To treat you like a dummy made of rubber and glass
To show you the cocaine under my eyes
To bury the Christ for your love
To whip me, smack until I call
Until I call the police, call them home
Show paradise, where I hold the doll in my arms
To pick you from the floor, until you die
To test you to try the sickest smile
When I f..ck your friend in your bed with you behind the
wall
I know this is the end you little whore