Don't Care

I’m a, I’ll poison you
Fingerprints on the telephone booth
We can get higher
We can get higher
The whiskey prince is back again
Mixing sins with Vicodin
We can get higher
We can get higher
Comatose, under pressure
And, get the pitcher
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Little princess made you cry
It’s a fool’s way to live and die
We can get wild
We can get wild
Little voices in my head
Say the things I never said
We can get wild
We can get wild
Comatose, under pressure
And, get the pitcher
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
These broken words
Fall off my lips
Bounce off my hands
And fingertips
Our crooked smile
With crooked teeth
These silver eyes
The red eye bleeds
Comatose, under pressure
And, get the pitcher
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
Animals, yeah, whatever
Cannibals, you think you’re better
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think
We don’t care what you think