I want a simple life and then I want a simple ending
I want something that's all mine, some kind of selfish pleasure
I'm not your savior, and I don't want to be the word
When you start to bleed, I hope you think of me and burn
I don't wanna be your love slave, I ain't gonna beg
I suffered enough, tortured by soul
I'm a pleasure victim you don't own
I'm the voodoo child an answered prayer
A thunderbolt from God here with the cure
Something for the suffering
You gotta dig down deep, dig down and find your soul
People like you don't need religion, just a little illegal medicine
You could leave on an airplane, but you know it will never last
You can't substitute the world with a little smack
I ain't gonna pick up your pieces, when you're dead and gone
