Testo di Running With Scissors

Oh, sweet drug of materialism Without you we would be lost Please simulate Our created needs Your opiate is a must Demand nothing Ordain nothing Regret nothing Into the caverns of envy The loss of the last sympathy Now give us the tools To destroy To ravage all personality Demand nothing Ordain nothing Regret nothing Not a word, not a deed Not a thought, not a need Not a doubt, not a trust Not a hope, not a fear Not a smile, not a tear Not a name, not a face No time, no place We throw away our wealth Our blindfold And break this state of siege The weakness... When it gets too real It frightens me When it gets too real It frightens me Determinated to destroy All of our illusions Determinated to destroy Determinated... We relapse into the darkness We relapse into the void We relapse in to the darkness We relapse... The cancerous growth That is mankind Trapped within marble halls as the present Is our everything and all