Lletres: Darren Smith And Terrance Zdunich. Zydrate Anatomy.

Girls:
I can feel nothing at all (x2)

Grave robber:
Drug market
Submarket
Sometimes, i wonder why i ever got in.

Blood market
Love market
Sometimes, i wonder why they need me at all.

Zydrate comes in a little glass vile

Shilo:
A little glass vile?

Girls:
A little glass vile

Grave robber:
And the little glass vile goes into the gun like a battery
And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off, it sparks, and you're ready for surgery
Surgery...

Amber sweet:
Grave robber (x2)
Sometimes, i wonder why i even bother.
Graver robber (x2)
Sometimes, i wonder why i need you at all.

Grave robber:
And amber sweet is addicted to the knife

Shilo:
Addicted to the knife?

Girls:
Addicted to the knife

Grave robber:
And addicted to the knife
She needs a little help with the agony
And a little help comes in a little glass vile
In a gun pressed against her anatomy
And when the gun goes off, miss sweet is ready for surgery
Surgery...

Amber sweet:
Graver robber (x2)
Sometimes, i wonder why i need you at all.

Girls:
It's clean
It's clear
It's pure
It's rare [x6]

Grave robber:
It's takes you there (x2)
Before you cut
A change inside

Amber sweet:
I can feel nothing at all
Feel alive!

So you think you got heart?
So you think you got balls?
So you think you mag can sing?

Shilo:
I don't think nothing at all.

Amber sweet:
So you think mag has pipes?
Well, it's my turn to shine.
When the repo man strikes!

Shilo:
What are you talking about?

Grave robber:
Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print

Shilo:
Mighty fine print?

Girls:
Mighty... fine... print

Grave robber:
And that mighty fine print puts mag in a mighty fine predicament
If mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit, and if geneco and rotti so will it
Then a repo man will come and she'll pay for that surgery
Surgery.

(Grazie a samantha lov per questo testo)