Paris Hilton - Zydrate Anatomy lyrics

[Support group:] I can't feel nothing at all... [Graverobber:] Drug market, sub-market, Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in. Blood market, love market, Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all. Zydrate comes in a little gla** vial. [Shilo:] A little gla** vial? [Support group:] A little gla** vial. [Graverobber:] And the little gla** vial goes into the gun like a battery. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And when the gun goes off, it sparks And you're ready for surgery! [Support group:] Surgery! [Amber:] Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all! [Graverobber:] And amber sweet is addicted to the knife. [Shilo:] Addicted to the knife? [Support group:] Addicted to the knife. [Graverobber:] And addicted to the knife, She needs a little help with the agony. And a little help comes in a little gla** vial In a gun pressed against her anatomy. And when the gun goes off, Ms. sweet is ready for surgery. [Graverobber and support group:] Surgery! [Amber:] Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all... [Support group:] It's clean, it's clear, it's pure-- [Shilo:] It's what? [Support group:] It's rare. [Graverobber:] It takes you there. [Shilo:] It what? [Graverobber:] It takes you there. [Amber:] It takes you there. [Genterns:] A little jump. [Graverobber:] Before the cut! [Genterns:] Why agonize? [Genterns:] Anesthetize! [Amber:] I can't feel nothing at all! [Graverobber:] 'cause surgery... [Shilo:] 'cause surgery...? [Amber:] 'cause surgery... [Graverobber:] Is what she needs... [Shilo:] Is what I need...? [Amber:] It's what I need. [Graverobber:] To change inside. [Shilo:] To change inside? [Amber and support group:] To feel alive! [Graverobber:] Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print. [Support group:] Some mighty...fine...print... [Graverobber:] And that mighty fine print puts mag in a mighty fine predicament... If mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit And if geneco and rotti so will it, Then a repo man will come And she'll pay for that surgery, surgery! [Graverobber and support group:] Surgery, surgery! [Amber and support group:] I can't feel nothing at all...