Dope Fiend

Why do you love to lick my wounds?

Why do you love to feel my pain?

Why do you love to suck my life?

Why do you look so motherfuckin' dead?

Dead, dead

Why do I feel so dead?

Why do I feel so...high

Kill me I'm a dope fiend

Do not touch me for I am unclean

Kill your television, do it for god

Kill me

Kill the corpse holding your credit card

Kill me

Screaming insects hail the queen

Welcome the killer home

Hold me close to your dead heart

And let the rapist roam

Put your bloody hands on me

And whisper in my ear

Burning bodies keep us warm

And have for a million years

Why do you love to lick my wounds?

Why do you love to feel my pain, pain, pain, pain?

Why do you love to suck my life?

Why do you love to lick my wounds?

Why?

Yeah motherfucker I'm high

And I'm thankful just to be alive