Give her less than everything

And in the back room of a bad dream, she came
And whisked me away, enthused... and it's solid as a rock rolling down a hill the fact is that it probably w i l l h i t s o m e t h i n g o n t h e h a z a r d o u s t e r r a i n and its the fame that put words in her mouth she couldnt help, but spit em out innocence and arrogance intwined In the filthiest of minds