You came at me like a force of nature
Tectonic plate slidin' on down the west coast
A sparkling storm in this American hell
A Christian virgin's wedding or some other tough sell
Hail the bombs of the ardent, straight believers
Come to cleanse the state of our sinful ways
Inside your sheets, I am a colorful beast
Tasked only with forgoing responsibility
You came onto me like London fog
Soaked deep inside a petticoat all full of smog
Now minus limbs and with a crippling intent
To regret everything I have previously missed
Hail the bombs of the ardent, straight believers
Come to cleanse the state of our sinful ways
Inside your sheets, I am a colorful beast
Tasked only with forgoing responsibility
You've no soul
It's wherever you are
You've no soul
It's wherever you are
