[Verse 1] About time, I don't care how you've been I know you got it, and I want in Long drive in front of me, my steering wheel is breathing A chemical reality, a reason I'm still bleeding He fix us Like this With my bitch It's my trip and it don't mean shit Yeah, so I've been to jail too The cops may nail you Yeah, so I've been to jail too It's nothing new Who knows just what I'd do For one thing He fix us Like this A hollowed-out abyss He fix us Like this A poisoned fucking kiss It's my trip and it don't mean shit Who knows just what I'd do For he fix us I'd burn it all for this Break every law for this Sell my soul for this He fix us. [Chorus 1 -The tempo pushes forward. Guitars slam into wide, open power chords. Cymbals crash violently. The vocals become a strained, collective shout] Well I know what I would do for he fix us! Break every goddamn rule for he fix us! It's my trip and it don't mean shit! He fix us! A twisted piece of bliss! A reason I exist! He fix us! [Outro -The music collapses back into the intro's pulsing, mechanical groove. The vocals are a whispered, desperate plea that slowly fades into static] He fix us... Like this... Just one more hit... He fix us...
