Dime Store Rock

ain't it scary deep inside

aren't you naked with no pride

let me turn you on

oh, i can feed you lies

let me turn you on

it's no longer a game

and under your skin

i am ready to dive in

parasites on television screens

hide in the cracks and

underneath the seams

dime store rock

has warped your mind

melting faces, deep set eyes

let me turn you on

oh baby what's your sign?

let me turn you on

goes along with the territory

she wants to fuck you tonight

please, smelling like on a wino

om her knees

please, selling you her

gothic rocket dreams

she's gonna burn you out

to make it seem

like nobody wants anything from you

cause you're an has-been on tv

it's no longer a game

and unedr your skin

i am ready to dive

in

let me turn you on

turn you, turn you on

yeah