I hope it's done
before I wake up
try to burn the sun
your quality is one
somewhere it's sad
a taste of salt and pepper
turned you red
but you didn't know it now

what you feed is not a bigger trump
you're looking out for scientistic weather
struggle in to stagger it out
I need to know how long you've been a crippled dog

you know it's done
before I woke up
you have burnt the sun
your quality has won

what you need is not a bigger trump
you're looking out for scientistic weather
struggle in to stagger it out
I need to know how long you've been a crippled dog
I can't mix it with these waters
drag you from the slaughter's sauce
my hopeless sauce
my hopeless sauce?