Lights Out - S-TOOL

I am all that which I own

A pretty face, a soulless hole

No. Nothing more

No such thing I wouldn’t whore

Eyes here I strike a pose

Snorting own shit up the nose

Digging gold by all means

Let me tell you what it means

Something like this…

All in for competition

Down to final low as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Hit the lights out

A collective obsession

To reach the bitter end as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Before the lights out

I’m as shallow as they come

Without substance, simply none

Ego be sanctified

Vanity thy name is I

Strike a match and burn them black

Ignore the flames and don’t look back

Hammer on the funeral bell

Lights out, no heaven or hell

It goes like this…

All in for competition

Down to final low as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Hit the lights out

A collective obsession

To reach the bitter end as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Before the lights out

All in for competition

Down to final low as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Hit the lights out

A collective obsession

To reach the bitter end as fast as we can

Take or die, take or die

Before the lights out