Black Me Out

I don't ever want to talk that way again I don't want to know people like that anymore As if there was an obligation As if I owed you something Black me out I want to piss on the walls of your house I want to chop those brass rings off Your fat fucking fingers As if you were a king-maker As if, as if, as if Black me out I don't want to see the world that way anymore I don't want to feel that weak and insecure As if you were my fucking pimp As if I was your fucking whore Black me out I want to piss on the walls of your house I want to chop those brass rings Off your fat fucking fingers As if you were a king-maker As if, as if, as if Black me out I want to piss on the walls of your house I want to chop those brass rings Off your fat fucking fingers As if you were a king-maker As if, as if, as if Black me out All the young graves filled Don't the best all burn out So bright and so fast? All the young graves filled Don't the best all burn out So bright and so fast? Full body high I'm never coming down Black me out