| Lyrics: | I am nothing and should be everything.
You’re methadone pretty, surrender in
pity.
Intentional destruction germ.
Eats your thought and makes you happy.
They
wanna a piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide note.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone pretty.
Heart beats like a refugee machine.
Pretty hostage mass, licensed
to obey.
Xerox days to acceptance.
Decline accelerates into prejudice.
They
wanna a piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide note.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone pretty.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I
accuse history.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I
don’t need your history.
Wreckage inside all that’s real.
Another
bought product, no reality.
Passive consumers with patrolled desires.
Mindless countdown
to retirement.
They wanna piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
note.
Gonna stay a terminal young thing.
An never gonna be a methadone
pretty.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone |
