Lyrics
We are gonna have a night of pleasure and pain, run little baby run, a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
Run little baby run, no more panic
Run run motherfucker run, run run motherfucker run Inc., you re just a number in the hell of fame
you re just a number in the hell of fame
a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
run little baby run
No more breath, show me some fun today, run run motherfucker run
we bet on your life today
Show me some fun today, run run motherfucker run, run run motherfucker run
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, another hour left of terror pain
run little baby run
No more power, a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
run run motherfucker run
A sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers, no more panic
No more panic, run run motherfucker run Stars, a sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers
a sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers
No more power, run little baby run
Run little baby run, run run motherfucker run Run, run little baby run
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, you got a stalker in the back of your brain, show me some fun today
a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
Run little baby run, run little baby run, show me some fun today
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, run little baby run, no more panic
No more power, a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill Run, run little baby run
Run run motherfucker run, you re in a fucking tv battle game
run run motherfucker run
Another hour left of terror pain, we are gonna have a night of pleasure and pain, run run motherfucker run
A sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers, run run motherfucker run
run little baby run
run little baby run
A sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers, you got a stalker in the back of your brain Dope, run little baby run
No more power, run run motherfucker run
Run run motherfucker run, run run motherfucker run
run little baby run
A sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers, we bet on your life today
You got a stalker in the back of your brain, a sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, a sick crowd of tv head motherfuckers
no more panic
You re just a number in the hell of fame, a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, run run motherfucker run
run run motherfucker run
No more breath, another hour left of terror pain
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill, no more panic
Run run motherfucker run, we are gonna have a night of pleasure and pain
Show me some fun today, run little baby run Motherfucker, run little baby run
Show me some fun today, no more panic, run run motherfucker run
a crowd lusting for pleasure to kill