Oryginalny tekst:

My Gift to You

There you were, my precious, not long ago.
Hidin' behind the shadows of your broken soul.
Why is it always you want something you can never have?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be this way?

Your throat I take grasp, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Then your eyes roll back, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Love racing through my veins. (Can't you feel the pain?)
Your heart stops beating, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Black orgasm, (Can't you feel the pain?)
I kiss your lifeless skin. (Can't you feel the pain?)

There you were, my precious, with your broken soul.
Rubbing my crotch elated, taking control.
Why is it always you fuck up something you've always had?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be so cold?

Your throat I take grasp, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Then your eyes roll back, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Love racing through my veins. (Can't you feel the pain?)
Your heart stops beating, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Black orgasms, (Can't you feel the pain?)
I kiss your lifeless skin. (Can't you feel the pain?)

Here I am, just a man.
Feeling pain, gives me life.
Relieving yours is my plan.
I'd do anything, just to see through your eyes.

Just to see through your eyes. (x8)

I hate you! Can't you feel the pain?! (x7)
I HATE YOU!

Your throat I take grasp, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Then your eyes roll back, (Can't you feel the pain?)
Love racing through my veins. (Yes, you feel the pain.)
Your heart stops beating. (Can't you feel the pain?)
Black orgasm. (Can't you feel the pain?)
I kiss your lifeless skin. (Can't you feel the pain?)

Lifeless skin. (Can't you feel the pain?) (x4)

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Earache My Eye

Dun nun nun
Dun nun nun
Dun Dun Dun
Odelay!
My Momma talk to me, Try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her, 'cos my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me, 'cos I wear my sisters clothes
He caught me in the bathroom, with a pair of pantyhose
My basketball coach, he done kick me off the team
For wearing high heels sneakers, and acting like a queen
Gonna tie my pecker to a tree to a tree Gonna tie my pecker to a
tree to a tree Gonna tie his pecker to a tree
Get your boogie off
Go Head
The world is coming to an end and I dont give a dam
As long as I have my bitch Oh I'm a fuck you
It don't bother me, if people think I'm funny 'cos I'm a big rock
star, and I make lots of money Money, money, money...
Are you talking petsos?
Money, ka ching
Ha, ha, ha
Lots of money
I'm so bloody rich
Lots of money Lots of muthafuckin money I get looks
Ha, ha, ha
I own shopping centers, parking lots, and stocks, and all that
shit
Ha, ha, ha
I own you, ha, you too, you three For me, he he, oh oh
Get your groove off Let's bring it back one more time Jonathan
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower more groovin, slow
that shit down crazy slow, come on, death, right here, slow, ah
Don't give a fuck, break it out You even know, Boy George is on
heroin We don't give a fuck Rick James is in the crack house I'm
fuckin paying, that's all that matters Ha, ha, ha, ha, aahh, ha,
ha, ha
The bomb is a fuckin in the house Loco! Ooooh aahhh oooo Gimme
some.