Lyrics
It's the darkest place like beneath the stairs
The IT, it comes and it takes me there, we take
Everything in sight, all through the night
Leaving scars and crashing cars
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
It's my life for everyone to see
For you a charade, for me a disease
And everything in sight, all through the night
Leaving scars and fucking stars
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
It's do or die, it's do or die
It's do or die
It's do or die, it's do or die
It's do or die, not for me
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life (fucker)
