text: One, two
  Im just a piece of shit
  The moon hangs, up above
  Makes judgment of all of us
  Girl, Ive had enough of what you think of me
  I wasnt sure of what I was supposed to be
  The demons keep on showing up in times of need
  Set me free
  Nothing ever made me feel the way you do
  Is it real?
  You came at last
  You lock the door and run the bath
  Girl, I was doing good, I was keeping
  Kept my head up above your intimacy or steadily
  Your putrid ooze came to swallow me
  Is it meant to be?
  And find me those big sad eyes
  I lay you down on the empty streets that always seem to lead me to you
  Under the underclass
  Deep in societys hole
  Thats where I saw you last
  And were beneath it all
  I had this feeling I was coming back
  But little did I know
  But little did I know
  That the numbs spread through me, girl
  I let that fire grow cold
  And prepare that bed for me
  Im under your control
  Under the underclass
  Deep beneath it all
  I had this feeling I was coming back
  But little did I know
  But little, little did I know
  Guess I had this feeling I was coming back good
  But little did I know
  Figure it on your own
  Thats the way, figure it out your own
  Thats the way, figure it out your own
  And sometimes—