4 acessos
You annihilated this week, now it's Sunday and you weep.
A future of fun or a guilt loaded run.
Your carnal desires, fanning the fires, you're really burning them up, partying and such.
Annihilate! Annihilate!
All week long..
You never think that hard, until the devils in your backyard.
But she can't quite forget, that night in my corvette.
Annihilating the week, sledge hammers to the street, but then on Sunday, you're looking mighty weak.
I'm a smokin and drinkin thing (you're a regular social machine).
I'm a smokin and drinkin thing (you're a radical partyin machine).
Annihilating this week, screwing everything that you meet.
She thinks she's feeling better, but her conscience won't let her.
Your thoughts temporarily deceived, but your virginity can't be retrieved.
You never had it before and now you can't close the door.
Annihilate, annihilate, annihilate, annihilate, annihilate, annihilate, annihilate.