You don't really know what goes on
That's why all this looks like a perfect mess
Freaks come out until the lights go on
And it feels so good when I lose my head
What a bad habit
Hard to scrap
Knockin' at my door
It can't be stopped no more
What a bad habit
Hard to scrap
Knockin' at my door
It can't be stopped no more
It's so easy won't you come along
Just lose yourself with these side effects
Freaks come out until the lights go on
Would you be my guest till there's nothing left
What a bad habit
It's hard to scrap
Knockin' at my door
It can't be stopped no more
What a bad habit
It's hard to scrap
Knockin' at my door
It can't be stopped no more
What a bad habit
It's hard to scrap
(You don't really know what goes on)
Knockin' at my door
It can't be stopped no more
(And it feels so good when I lose my head
Freaks come out until the lights go on
Just lose yourself with these side effects)
