We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to hell
As fast as it can be
I wish that I could be a king
Then I'd know that I am not alone
Maggots put on insurance ...
We sell each other shit
Sometimes I feel so worthless
Sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
Then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is the minister
Death is a priest
Death is a stereo
Death is TV
Death is the tarot
Death is the Asian
Death is the God, killing yourself
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree