Just like you I feel you too
You try to put me in your cage but I feel the pain
Come on
Look up look up who do you see in the sky
Can you see my deadly shadow looking in your eye
But you lie there's a fire in your mind
So you run and you cry when you get denied
So hold it back down, hold it back down, bring it down
Let me take control of the show that I flow
I did it on the streets, you did it on the beach
We did it in the car but only in the backseat
Chorus:
I'm a sex freak muthafucker
I'm a sex freak muthafucker
I'm a sex freak muthafucker
Sex sex sex
With me don't close your eyes
I know you're stuck in your lies
Don't waste my time
Stereotype me when I get kinda freaky
Insanity complicates with reality
I wanna take you to the last ride
Then survive if we dive to the next side of the story
Still can't hear me come on
If sex can kill so why don't you kill me
So everybody can die not just for the money
I'll make you scream oh yeah would you let me
Repeat Chorus:
What I feel inside it's not what's on your mind
You try to leave me here I'm deaf and blind (4x)
Repeat Chorus:
Sex sex sex
Get up now (3x)
Sex sex sexWell, I found him in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
He was squinting and stubbled
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
And the gospel on tv
He got all of the transcripts
Back to 1963
Back to 1963
He said I sold my blood for money
There wasn't any pain
But I just can't stand the feeling
It's in someone else's veins
It's in someone else's veins
Momma took me aside
And she tried to change my mind
She said, don't waste your time in looking
There's nothing, nothing left to find
Nothing, nothing left to find
So I left him down in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand