Would you like everyone around you to start screaming?

The butcher, the baker, and the pedestrian screeching at the top of their lungs, drop their babies in grocers.

Would you like everyone to scream like they've broken their ovaries?

Would you prefer a brutal electrical shock?

To sitting in a living room next to your thoughts Would you lick your heart to get attacked?

Would that feel better than boredom in another patient's lamp?

The clouds are raining cacao and cocaine

Any piece on a plate, I send it back, I prefer pain

Put you abroad to simulation and plot the maker

If you were constantly in the safety of danger

I'm flirting with a boy that I think wants to murder me.

I could go touch his hair and wrap my fingers in my keys.

I got over him in a few days, but I'm missing the thrill.

I'll put him in a cage and take him like a happy... If Santa Claus went down a chimney with a machete...

and told you to go get your will and casket ready?

Would you go home at night thinking, what a day?

Would you finally be entertained?

The clouds are raining cacao and cocaine Hand me peace on a plate, I'll send it back, I prefer pain Would you applaud the simulation, applaud the maker If you were constantly in the safety of danger

I don't know.

Danger crushes, pushes my buttons, forces me to agree Danger's a slut, it's in my gut at night, it whispers to me You fuckin' liar, your desire, baby, don't it come clean You want me back, you want me back, but you don't know what that means

You don't know what that means