Deliverance
I've got a little suicide machine
You can't get strapped in
If you don't come clean
I've got a breathalyzer
Polygraph, let's put ya to the fest
You've got tack in your show
A mouthful of bullshit
I don't even wanto to know
I'm sick and tired of investigating what is right
You can smell it on your breath
If you can't see it in your eyes
I know i know i know we did nothing
You know you know you're completely fucking stupid
So come on come on come on
Come on come on shut up
You were always an asshole
I suppose that i was blinded until now
Well absence makes the heart grow fond
It's only made this one grow sour
I know i know i know we did nothing
You know you know you're completely fucking stupid
So come on come on come on
Come on come on shut up
Liberación
Tengo una pequeña máquina de suicidio
No puedes atarte
Si no te sincerás
Tengo un alcoholímetro
Polígrafo, vamos a ponerte a prueba
Tienes clavos en tu espectáculo
Una boca llena de tonterías
Ni siquiera quiero saber
Estoy harto de investigar lo que está bien
Puedes olerlo en tu aliento
Si no lo puedes ver en tus ojos
Sé, sé, sé que no hicimos nada
Sabes, sabes que eres completamente estúpido
Así que vamos, vamos, vamos
Vamos, vamos, cállate
Siempre fuiste un idiota
Supongo que estaba cegado hasta ahora
Bueno, la ausencia hace que el corazón se encariñe
Solo ha hecho que este se agrie
Sé, sé, sé que no hicimos nada
Sabes, sabes que eres completamente estúpido
Así que vamos, vamos, vamos
Vamos, vamos, cállate