Heavy handed and never changed
Tell them they got what they wanted, tell them they got everything
And it’s old and inane, they don’t look the same
Led to a nervous end, I’ll watch you fall off again

Fill up, fill up on me
I’ll make it easier
Fill up, fill up on me
I’ll make it easier

Faded whore portrait out of print
Spill over every surface, spill over everything
And you’re three stories high well above the tide
You’re such a serious thing your body fabric and tin

Fill up, fill up on me
I’ll make it easier
Fill up, fill up on me
I’ll make it easier

You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it
You are the wildest bull with the blackest heart
You were something worth stopping that I never did start

Fill up, fill up on me
I’ll make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it easier
You wanna make it