Dope Fiend

(álbum: When The Kite String Pops - 1994)

Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you look so motherfucking dead?
Dead, dead

Why do I feel so dead?
Why do I feel so high?
High, high

Kill me, I'm the dope fiend
Do not touch me, for I am unclean
Kill, kill me
Kill, kill me

Screaming insects hail the queen
Welcome the killer home
Hold me close to your dead heart
And let the rapist roam
Put your bloody hands on me
And whisper in my ear
Burning bodies keep us warm
And have for many years

Yeah
Why do you love to lick my wounds?
Why do you love to feel my pain?
Pain, pain, pain, yeah
Why do you love to suck my life?
Why do you love to lick my wounds?

Why?

Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive, yeah
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive, yeah
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive, yeah
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm high
And I'm thankful just to be alive, yeah