It's all like fake attention, fallows down the night.
And like fake redemption, burns down the time.
Drain down the worries, you won't feel a thing.
All for I am sorry is distortion on your ring.

You're like a fire
That burns a crowd.
It's all like distortion
That I have found.
You're like a scream
That blows my mind,
It's all like distortion
One of the kind..

swigging diesel fuel, heating up my lips,
why you are so cruel, counting up my steps.
And when you gently use me, I am so amused,
But when you fucking leave me, I feel myself so used.