Hole — Time to Kill

Just do it baby Oh, I fucking will You've got nothing left but time Time left to kill Just do it baby You've got nothing left There is nothing left of you That I don't possess My messiah rose up, rose up from the mud He wanted everything, every Every drop of my blood Just do it baby It feels so good You've got nothing of possession And I don't think you could Yeah, no No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no Just do it bitch You little punk When I burn with you, well You'll wish you were never, ever born No, no, no, no