You got a stalker in the back of your brain
You’re in a fucking TV battle game
Yeah, yeah
No more power
No more breath
Another hour left of terror & pain
Yeah, yeah
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
A sick crowd of TV head motherfuckers
Run run motherfucker run
Run little baby run
We bet on your life today
Run run motherfucker run
Run little baby run
We bet on your life today
You got a sticker in the back of your head
You’re just a number in the hell of fame
Yeah
No more panic
No more steps
We are gonna have a night of pleasure and pain
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
A crowd lusting for pleasure to kill
A sick crowd of TV head motherfuckers
Run run motherfucker run
Run little baby run
Show me some fun today
Run run motherfucker run
Run little baby run
Show me some fun today