Supafeeler (Vice Grip)

Can you feel
Can you feel me,
Worshipping you with my eyes
Can you feel
Can you feel me,
Cut through your heart like a knift
Supafeeler, yeah
Under pressure
Fingertip in a vicegrip
No surrender for the chosen few
We prefer to twist the tit of the bad witch
We prefer to keep the attitude
Under pressure hammerhead in the shallow end
No surrender for the death guard watch
Pound of flesh, the water red but we still swim
Rub his belly and the bad fish stop
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the heart
(Superfeeler, yeah...)
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the heart
(Supafeeler...)
On the corner, playin jacks with the hood rats
Blowing spit wads at the substitute
We came up jumping fences in our black Chucks
Latchkey heathens in the grey June gloom
Backpack with patches on it
Spittin foul-mouthed sonnets
Hooked on grits and phonics
We're still the suspects
Blazing bright as comets
Hazing clubhouse prospects
Fitness is the bombest
Fuck you too
Ah ah-ah-ah
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the dark
Ah ah-ah-ah
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the heart
Can you feel?
Can you feel me?
Worshipping you with my eyes?
Can you feel?
Can you feel me?
Cut through your heart like a knife
Supafeeler, yeah
Ah ah-ah-ah
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the dark
Ah ah-ah-ah
Supafeeler, Supafeeler
Follow me into the depths of the heart