Line up, roll camera, you pretend, I´ll pretend and cut, cut, cut, cut.

I want to kill you like
they do in the
movies.

Don´t worry there´s another one just like you in line. I´m a strip, strip, strip and a flicker, flick, flick, flick. A flicker of celluloid and there's holes, holes, holes in my everything, just what I projected. Come in, come in, come in, come inside, so much, much, much more skin to break. I haven't even taken off my gloves. So much, much, much more skin to break.