Bring out your death thoughts
Let's start again
Building to break
Natural to hate
You're tired of your reason to be
Part of something when 
I know it when 
I'm highPart of nothing when 
I know it when 
I crackAnd 
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 'cause 
I wanna get on further(chorus)
My life depends on profit
What I am and what 
I'm notAll 
I ever wanna be
Is only a shadow of how you see me
And if you didn't look
Being part of it requires dedication
It's what 
I needIt's inspiration
It's what 
I feed onIt's what 
I need when 
I bleedEmpty head empty head empty head(chorus)