Pretty my pink, I can smell your stink - makes me sick
And I don't give a damn what you think anymore
Back down against the floor
All for vanity, profanity and hells galore
Liquid candy whore - suck it up, hold your breath
Is it a taste of life or maybe just your death?
Or better yet another chance for me to see right through
Because it's who you fuck, but who the fuck are you?