[Doom, Cargo]

No need to make arrangements.
There will be no tomorrow.
Just shut up. Listen. I will only
Bring you sorrow.
Cause I was just so afraid of
Loosing you, I left it all unspoken
So you locked your doors on me.
Now my own doors are broken.

I used to call you my one and only
Reason for living
Now I never call you at all.
That's forgiving
And just to show
That Satan's still got some
Humour
That growth in your stomach
Ain't a baby. It's a tumour.

If there's somewhere
Worse than this, please let me
Know
Shut up. Listen.
Cause, I'm telling you I will go
I'm just so numb right now

That any feeling will do
Life is really more than long
Enough.
Can't wait till I am through
I used to call you
My own and only reason for living
Now I never call you at all.
That's forgiving
And just to show that
Satan's still got some humour.
That growth in your stomach
Ain't a baby. It's a tumour.