Hey you, I've got what you need
Lines so strong they make your nose bleed
Look into the mirror laid across the table
Try to look at the monster but you're not able
Using the razor to make straight lines
Pleasure so potent you cannot define
Look me in the face and tell me no lies
You tell me you're clean, but I see in your eyes
With the demon you're cursed, unable to let go
You want it, you need to, though so say it's not so