Black Me Out (Live at Park City 2012)

I don't ever want to talk that way again

I don't want to know people like that anymore

As if there was an obligation

As if I owed you somethingBlack me out

I want to piss on the walls of your house

I want to chop those brass rings off

Your fat fucking fingers

As if you were a king-maker

As if, as if, as if

Black me outI don't want to see the world that way anymore

I don't want to feel that weak and insecure

As if you were my fucking pimp

As if I was your fucking whoreBlack me out

I want to piss on the walls of your house

I want to chop those brass rings

Off your fat fucking fingers

As if you were a king-maker

As if, as if, as if

Black me out

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