Black Me Out

I don't ever wanna talk that way again I don't wanna know people like that anymore As if there was an obligation As if I owed you something Black me out I wanna piss on the walls of your house I wanna 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 wanna see the world that way anymore I don't wanna feel that weak and insecure As if you were my fucking pimp As if I was your fucking whore Black me out I wanna piss on the walls of your house I wanna 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 wanna piss on the walls of your house I wanna 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