The Stephen Hawking

[Verse 1] Watch you hit the stage like a willing bomb, strapped to cripple children It’s hard to watch you whore out your damaged pride, I spit on what you’re building We rally in the balls of the sweaty club, prepare for insurrections And, all the dead souls that you would control are bound for resurrections Your father was a lover and he left you there, need of their attention You’ll fill this blank page with the brightest shame; the death of all invention If you’re the new Christ of what will suffice Then Satan is your savior Sing it out loud if you don’t believe In lies and good behavior If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole There must be something in the way you burn It makes me lose control If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole [Verse 2] I’m happy to report about the life assured Livened to ashes Might of had a few but I gripped the wheel Now I’m speeding past this If you should approach with the blue and white Attempt to pull me over I have a few words for the weak of heart To summon and sober If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole If you’re the Sun, I’m a black hole There must be something in the way you burn It makes me lose control I’m the son of a black hole Go! [Verse 2] Basking in the glow of a dying star Bowing down blind like the scum you are Take a little second just to hear me out Marching off a cliff like you’re free of doubt You’re Jesus growing fat off a warming girl Moses making up the Commandments too Lost out tight to a stolen hook Elvis in his pool of royal puke You’ll never be alive because you sold your soul (I don’t even want to take you home tonight.) You’ll never be alive because you sold your soul. Soul! You’ll never be alive because you sold your soul (I don’t even want to take you home tonight.) You’ll never be alive because you sold your soul Soul! (Soul!) Soul! (Soul!) [Guitar Break] [Outro] You’ll bleed to feed the demon in me If you don’t change your evil ways and end this peacefully You’ll bleed to feed the demon in me I beg you before you’re digested, shred your lens and see You’ll bleed to feed the demon in me You won’t curry favor with that flavor, curry tastefully You’ll bleed to feed the demon in me I’ll swallow you and grind you up and you’ll cease to be You’ll bleed. (I can not let this go with you.) You’ll bleed. (I can not let this go with you.)