Released on December 2, 1997

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I'll leave it all up to my higher power

I forgot, I give up I forgot I give up

Here's to you beating me wet puking

I forgot, I give up, I'm uncle, I'm daddy

Scissors, tied, whip, she hit me, upset

I forgot, I give up, I forgot, I give up

Sad boy created a head

Sad stabbed happy with a pencil

Lectern's legato, but I'm the legatee of leeward lechery

So-called sob story, so-called sob story sob story

Tell me again about the one when you knew what I was thinking

And then I kill them, eat your face, eat your face, eat your face

This last chance, curled in a ball, bobbing for ass-holes

I trip, I forget, I get up, I'm daddy

Like a seed being watched won't grow

Shut up and put your face back on

Screams have achieved state of mind, no longer do I whisper

With friends that now mean fuckers, with golden social ears, lick

Them with my sarcasm and taste their ignorant cheers

Sour, salty, sweaty, sweet

Nineteen levels of this forceful thing blacker

And never so colourful, I am weaker and never so fit... defenceless

Put me to sleep to ignore

Fiver years, five hours, five years, five hours, five hours

Thanks for another lesson well learned well

Like I needed more scars, cut, like I needed more scars, cut

The blind leading the dead, leading the soon to be dead

Leaving the killer to careless

Fiver years, five hours, five years, five hours

Five years five hours, five years, five inches wins