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 (x2) 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
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