I envy me 21:40, January 7, 2011 (UTC)

Could you trust him? You’d never know him
He’d take you in the night, without a fight
Masquarade parties for perverted fucks
You’d never know them

He’ll take you by the waist, tell you all he’s faced
Could you trust him? You’ll never know him
Gawdy ballerinas for highclass punks
They’ll chase you down

He’ll pawn you off to me
Did you trust him? You shouldn’t trust me
I’m a perverted punk, not out to give highclass fucks
You’ll call for them

You’ll face all I face
You’ll fight all I fight
We’ll be tied by waist all throughout the night
We’ll fight them off, face to face