Bring out your death thoughts
Lets start again
Building to break
Natural to hate
Youre tired of your reason to be

Part of something when I know it when Im high
Part of nothing when I know it when I crack

And I could be your god
I could be your love
And I could be your dog
And I could be more

And I could be your
Tinker tailor soldier sailor rich man poor man male or female
Look in detail for a sign
The crown of thorns is mine
Be my subject
My accessory to murder cuz I wanna get on further

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My life depends on profit
What I am and what Im not
All I ever wanna be
Is only a shadow of how you see me

And if you didnt look
Being part of it requires dedication
Its what I need
Its inspiration
Its what I feed on
Its what I need when I bleed
Empty head empty head empty head

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