Counter
In
your chanber's star cowards burn
Roulettes wheel, it slowly turns.
Glass Coffin, filled with fingers tool
Gratify Me
Chorus:
Over the counter I've got it all
Access to excess
Respectable
I feel liberated
Never there at all
Over the counter I've got it all
I ain't know no limits, no comtrol
Bury the pin and bore the hole
Itchy hand, so is left filled
The hand at fault
The blood is spilled
Chorus:
I wave my right
I wave my right
Right in your face
I gather our chance and it's all enough
Chorus:
Yeah over the counter
Oh over the counter
Yeah over the counter
Oh over the counter
I got it all
Yeah (10X)