Too hot
Gasoline
My body broke down
Don't come back for me
First round
Knocked down
Face first
On golden ground
Now I'm so down
Submarine
I hit the jackpot
Slot machine
I found
This town
Sun-roasted
Golden-brown
I look at the world
And all I see
Lies in the shadow of doubt
F*ck around find out
Yeah yeah yeah
No thanks
Not for me
I never cared much
For a prophecy
I feel
Such guilt
Blade burried
To the hilt
No fair,
Hypocrite
I'm a fool,
Fell for a stupid trick
Tempted
Misread
I'm finished,
Wasted,
Dead
Now I look at the world
Out seeking shelter
In the shadow of doubt
F*ck around find out
Yeah yeah yeah
Summer child,
You've wasted
Your life
Some things
Just aren't meant to be
Permanent
How perfect
I look in the mirror
And all I see
A viper staring back at me
I look at the world
And all I see
Lies in the shadow of doubt
F*ck around find out
Yeah yeah yeah