Spit another chip into a sewed-up seam, not a failure fiend

I find my strings can still constrain me

Self-imposed peril you could stitch me sterile fantasies gone feral You'll find out now you can't contain me

There are things you can't survive it's novocaine into propane

Even if you do not die it's novocaine into propane

Fuel the fire that I need to burn it's novocaine into propane

Turn the pain into your pleasure it's novocaine into propane

Bustin' out the buttons of this collared number you did not hear thunder

I'm coming’ at you like a cat five

Burstin’ through these bars while my mouths still young letting loose my tongue

I let my licks put up the last fight

There are things you can't survive it's novocaine into propane

Even if you do not die it's novocaine into propane

Fuel the fire that I need to burn it's novocaine into propane

Turn the pain into your pleasure it's novocaine into propane

There are things you can't survive, it's novocaine into propane

Even if you do not die it's novocaine into propane

Fuel the fire that I need to burn, it's novocaine into propane

Turn the pain into your pleasure, it's novocaine into propane