Turbo Sex

Imagination’s running wild
As I run through the street
They call me a reckless creep
Because I’ve never heard of sleep
They chant our names when we walk in
Oh shit, the drugs are kicking in
'Cause this is the night and I am the king
Hang with me and mine
You ain’t got the style
I don’t give a shit, so fucking deal with it
When I see a door, I got to kick it in
The alcohol makes the ceiling spin
The writing on the wall feels sickening
Life or death, it’s all so paper thin
Will this be the end of me?
I can’t let go, I’m in control
Can’t you see the devil is me?
I need to be free
No correlation between my thoughts
As I see my nose bleed
They call me a wicked beast
Because I never cease to feast
They scream our names when we walk up
Oh shit, it’s time to rock 'n' roll
'Cause this is the stage and I’m in control
I can’t let go, I’m in control
Can’t you see the devil is me?
I need to be free
Imagination’s running wild
As I run through the street
They call me a reckless creep
Because I never fucking sleep