Shake it like a true preyed hound Fools are left for cold People love for who you are How they love you, you're the star Must we know the end of our show? Must we one day be what I've never think of us To ever fucking be Well if you go to the truest skies Find a place to hide But in the end we'll lie to the Masturbating skies Our love will be our vitamins Wake me when it's time to toast We'll feast our own way Rave goodnight to your friends and folks Give them a linger of (a) smile