I'm in the breach and it's like pulling teeth cause I'm tryin to make a good impression Out of the fire and I'm sick and tired of burning holes in the ceiling tiles Around the corner there's a body getting colder and I think it's time to say goodnight You shut the door before you get too close That's just the way it goes So pity our stupidity and drink to our wealth of imbecility Be sure to pour one out for the blessed souls who dug themselves out of this hole in the cold, fading, they won't burn out hypnotized by a strobe light, seduced by a car crash Hollow pit of the peach Frog in the soup of the beast I wanna hear your confessions Sing me a song of your lies Brew me a batch of your whines Tell me all of your sick alibis I wanna see you implode Wax and wane and explode I wanna reason why I shouldn't be bold Another firework show One more future ghost Dying star for us to behold We love it when you lose control And spin out, spin out We love it when you lose control And spin out, spin out So boil blister and pop, burn wither and rot Shine bright and burst to feed our thirst And when the curtain falls if you don't hear an applause It's probably cause we're feeding on your corpse So pity our stupidity and drink to our wealth of imbecility Be sure to pour one out for the blessed souls who dug themselves out of this hole in the cold, fading, they won't burn out hypnotized by a strobe light, seduced by a car crash Spin out, spin outmore