I let you put it in my mouth

My god, can it go any faster?

Never knowing what is happening as you crawl slowly through the muck. Slowly, cuz if you move too quickly they'll see your movements. And if they see you, they'll shoot. Snipe you down like the insignificant pawn you are. Burn burn let your brother burn.....

yes you're gonna burn

are we dancing all alone??

What is depression; ooh ooh grab the whiteboard, lets look at the symptoms:
"low peaking of the mouth"
"lack of will"
"feelings of impotency"

Foreman: "well that could indicate suicidal tendencies"
House: "Well then i guess that means we are all gonna die, look at the specifics damnit or is the bling clouding your mind?"
Cameron: "He could just be faking it"
House: "Yes, but then we wouldn't be studying him would we?"
Chase: "Maybe he just feels alone."
House: " Uh huh, and his mommy didn't hold him as a child, think people think!!"

Ok, so bar the cynic and the upset metabolism, schedule the M.R.I., get me examined and tear me open, pull out my tumor, give me a lumbar puncture, use my fluids to set you free... burn the witches, burn the witches don't take time to sew the stitches.....

"you
remind me
of the flower
on your grave...."

deeper, i can't deep throat if you ain't big enough....