Text: Bouncing Souls. Other. Gasoline.

Sex and violence has lost it's charm,
I need something to amuse.
The war is boring, it's not enough.
I need a shock down to my shoes.
Pedophile lust, torture, blood in the dust
Take all you can.
As long as it's on a TV screen,
Keep it away from my house, man.

I'm long gone.

My senses are burned to the core
So, fuck me hard I still want more
Sedation now is what I need,
So I don't have to live with me.
Slavery is still alive.
Somebody's plan:
Take anything you want, just don't show me who I am.

Sedate me with anything
So I don't have to live with me.
Tell me, tell me that I'm free.
Kill me with everything,
Till there's nothing left of me.
Tell me, tell me that I'm free.
Gimme some gasoline.

The beginning of this new time is coming to an end.
We have run from all our ills and we will run again.
Toxic meat bleeding cold deceit.(?)
Medicate me til I'm dead,
And I'll take life from your can.
Just don't show me who I am.

Sedate me with anything
So I don't have to live with me.
Tell me, tell me that I'm free.
Kill me with everything,
Till there's nothing left of me.
Tell me, tell me that I'm free.
Gimme some gasoline.