Besedila: David Usher. Little Songs. Trickster.

I'm a trickster burn so brightly
I still hate you motherfuckers everyone
Wrapped in glory bound so tightly
I still need you even when I'm overcome

Saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright
To be saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright

I'm a trickster burned so badly
I still hate you motherfuckers everyone
Wore my sickness so politely
I can't be your everything to everyone

Void of meaning swelled just slightly
I still need you, I still need you
Gone forever so concisely
I still need you, I still need you

Saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright
To be saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright

And if you hate the world
Say I've been there and if you hate yourself
Well, don't go changing all the times
I used your body done my way

Can't say I'm sorry, ripped the gloss off
All your memories, consequences so demanding
Bruised and beaten, conscience bleeding
Sexually, sexually, sexually

Saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright
To be saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright

And I'm saved by the light
Let me go on, let me go bright
Let me go bright