Pythagorean Fearem

I took a ride in a smoking car

I lost the keys and I don't need a spare

I feel around for another soul

I look around for a place to begin

But ooh, I wont cut you out

But when I open up, I only cough

Ooh, I think I lost it again

But you never know, know where I been

You know my role

Do I really have to sell my soul

You know I will, because I have got to kill

Its golden here, but as much I thought, I feel

I think I lost it again

I said go, bring me something else

I said go, bring me something else

You know my role

Do I really have to sell my soul

You know I will, because I have got to kill

Its golden here, but as much I thought, I feel

I think I lost it again