A fresh coat of paint and I wash my hands    She's gone away in a Puerto Rican van    And you know that I can't have that    A child turns to whispers and deadbolt doors    In company of teenage boy and whores    A tongue draws poison as loved ones depart    She's a woman now and it's breaking my heart    Leeching off your parents    Swallow incoherence    Crushed a caring hand for a taste of fun    Soaking in libations    A newfound liberation    Telltale sign she's grown up and gone    A light heart denying    Pre-occupied with dying    Heart life defying    Is she falling or is she flying    Looks like little Nikki gone and lost her grip    In a puddle of snot and blood Nikki slipped    A mother hears the cry of her beaten child    It's the loss of life in the heart of the wild    Violence - we are violent    We want violence - we got violence    We are violent - we want violence    We got violence