Number 9 Lyrics

Number 9 lyrics

Number 9

"Take my money" is all I think

He looks at the earring

"Fag" he mumbles

I don't mind, he's fat

No one likes him

Life's too short



I pass a table of black girls with short hair

They look like, men

They all look the same



I can hear the strobe now

It's loud and the music's too bright



I look for my friends

but I can't remember if I

came alone or, not

doesn't matter though

There's hundreds of people who have waited all their lives

No doubt

to be my friend

*cough cough*



And as I near the bar

I see two persons

Eating each other's faces



I bark to the bartender

He gives me a placebo

I'm so young he tells me to be here

I nod and swallow the bland drink



Then I stumble several times near a crowd

and they think I'm a good dancer



I hear a girl tell anther girl that some girl she knows

watched a....girl

Puke in the toilet

I smile in their general direction



The good looking one comes over and bites my cheek

It hurts and I start to hit her

But she's grinning

And I can see my blood on her teeth

And I pull her to me

My place or yours?

"The gutter will be fine," she confesses

As we walk out

She takes another bite from my cheek

And I smile at the fat man

By the door