It's the darkest place, like beneath the stairs The "IT" it comes, and it takes me there We take everything in sight, all through the night Leaving scars and crashing cars Fiend for the fans & fodder for the press (x4) You, my life, for everyone to see For you a charade, for me a disease Everything in sight, all through the night Leaving scars and fucking stars Still reasoning (My life) (x3) Fiend for the fans & fodder for the press (x4) Still reasoning (My life) (x3) It's do or die! (x3) It's do or die! (x3) ...Not for me! Still reasoning (My life) (x3) Fiend for the fans & fodder for the press (x4) Fiend for the fans & fodder for the press (x4) Still reasoning (My life) (x3) ...Fucker!