So what pulls him is the draw of celebrity

And what pulls you is a third drink

And what pulls her is a leap off a large rock

And what pulls him is being the next Kidd Rock

And it’s all the same thing, same thing

Samara is entertaining

So what pulls him is what is in his iPod

And what pulls her is the heroin in her blood stream

And what pulls us is what flashes before our eyes

Burgers and fries

Samara, entertain me

Political lies

Samara, entertain me

We plastic puppets dance and swing

And take toxins to feel like we aren’t hanging

All the same

insane

All sick and entertained.