Counter Fuel

In your chambers dark powers burn
Roulette wheel it slowly turns
Glass coffin filled with fingers tool
Try to find them

Chorus:
Over the counter
I've got it all
Access to Excess
Respectable
I'd feel all liberated if I had it all
Over the counter
I've got it all

I know no limits
No control
Bury the pin and boar the hole
Itchy hand, so it's let felt
The hell that's false
The blood is burning

(chorus)
I wave my right
I wave my right
Right in your face
Yeah, oh yeah