I don't want to wake up, but I don't want to sleep
I don't want to choke, but I don't want to breathe
I don't want to drown, but I don't want to sink either
Sinking, little by little, to the bottom of the sea
Bitch, the floor creaks as I crawl along
You're a virgin
I don't need a woman around
I don't want chains
I don't want a whip
I have money to burn
But it's still ashes. I think you're being hypocritical
I can't stand in your way
I want you to understand
But I don't want to know
I don't want to hear you talk about anything about me.
