Here It Comes

I'm so wasted There's nothing here that isn't mine We're coming over sooner Trying not to ruin her Stay until the moon is done And here it comes Here it comes I can't make it There's nothing here that doesn't rhyme We're coming over sooner Trying not to ruin her Stay until the moon is done And here it comes Here it comes Never touch you (don't you run?) With sick fingers (don't you run?) Never touch you (don't you run?) With sick fingers I'm so wasted There's nothing here that isn't mine We're coming over sooner Trying not to ruin her Stay until the moon is done And here it comes Here it comes