now I still don't know how to pretend to be cool
there is no way I can save you from
a viscous sticking black evil
last day I saw a stalking wicked ghost
behind you
learn the truth like a professional
break the rules like you got the artist's soul
there is no way you can save me from
a fateful viscous black evil
broken back mountain
I can't fix a broken soul
your comfort is my silence mode
I can't imagine the world around you
so cold so under control so animal and confuse
maybe set me free again in a toxic flow
man dies all the time since the unforgettable dawn
hype makes people fool at everything with no reason and point
it's so powerful and always will rip you off