Spit You Out - Into the Fire

Call you on a Sunday, any day

Gotta feel the good pain

Yeah, I think I like it

Live it, breathe in, cocaine, novocain

Covered in the bloodstain, I don’t think I mind it

Hey girl, I’m a T-shirt slogan

Hey girl, I’m a boy that lies

Your fascination with medication

You feel your own demise

And you go crazy, yeah, it makes me laugh

I wanna get you naked and take your photograph

But then you take, take, everything you want until I break, break

You want it all but you’re a fake, fake, living in sin

You’re a cold heart bitch, but I can’t spit you out

Baby you’re the unclean, unseen, child of the morphine

Yeah, I think I like it

Hanging with the misfits, dope-fiends, caught up in the obscene

I don’t think I mind it

Hey girl, You’re a beautiful liar

Hey girl, You’re the devil’s child

Your affliction, my addiction, we can both deny

And you go crazy, yeah, it makes me laugh

I wanna get you naked and take your photograph

But then you take, take, everything you want until I break, break

You want it all but you’re a fake, fake, living in sin

You’re a cold heart bitch, but I can’t spit you out

And you go crazy, yeah, it makes me laugh

I wanna get you naked and take your photograph

But then you take, take, everything you want until I break, break

You want it all but you’re a fake, fake, living in sin

You’re a cold heart bitch, but I can’t spit you out

I can’t spit you out