You are a walking circus without a hold
What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart
No scars of blistering pain from independent fights
Low kind of appetite for life
I'll keep on hating your design of life, your trendy ways through time
You are just a pity product of the so-called smart a*** mind
Every green will f****** die in you before I'll count to 2
Let me bleed, that's what I need, for you it's far too late
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos
Your tears fall like acid rain, you're a breathing battery
Material that's what you are, but that wouldn't bring you far
Seek into yourself and cry, you're made of flesh as I
But you a lie, mirrorblind, wake up as you die
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos
You are a walking circus without a hold
What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart
No scars of blistering pain from independent fights
Low kind of appetite for life
Their system will survive in you, your brainless eyes behold
Synchronizing pictures of the stuff you think you love
Apathy, that's what you are, the golden spoon will fall
From your a**, be a man, feel now if you can
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos
What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart
No scars of blistering pain from independent fights
Low kind of appetite for life
I'll keep on hating your design of life, your trendy ways through time
You are just a pity product of the so-called smart a*** mind
Every green will f****** die in you before I'll count to 2
Let me bleed, that's what I need, for you it's far too late
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos
Your tears fall like acid rain, you're a breathing battery
Material that's what you are, but that wouldn't bring you far
Seek into yourself and cry, you're made of flesh as I
But you a lie, mirrorblind, wake up as you die
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos
You are a walking circus without a hold
What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart
No scars of blistering pain from independent fights
Low kind of appetite for life
Their system will survive in you, your brainless eyes behold
Synchronizing pictures of the stuff you think you love
Apathy, that's what you are, the golden spoon will fall
From your a**, be a man, feel now if you can
Keep your f****** hands from me
Watch me as I bleed
Can you hear my cry for chaos