Acetone, Turpentine, Benzene. He Calls It Lyrics - Singles - In The Eyes Of A Mistress

How many people have said 

I'm awaking the dead 

And a new kind of sound 

And a new way to dance 

Finally present themselves 

Present themselves to me 

Well here is your chance 

Today is that day 

It's about that time 

So get your ass on the fucking dance floor 

And show us what you fucking live for 

Is that all you got 

I know you can do much better then that 

Come on 

Take your best shot 

Unless you're not a man 

Man, am I gonna be in trouble 

When they've found out what I've done 

I mean no disrespect 

But I gotta go, I'm on the run 

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late 

For a very important date 

Oh my god I can't believe that this is happening to me 

I'm gonna be on TV and I've got to get ready 

Imma be so pretty, so pretty, so pretty 

Come on down 

You are the center of attention 

Oh by the way, I forgot to mention 

You're all so fucking dead