Tell him it will be easy, to take all the pieces from me
Tell him it will be funny, if he hears anything I intend to tell him
Hope and despair, music for the weak
The deepest kind of thinking is not acceptable
Crack our symbols, dissemble
Turned to knowing some mystery
Distorted on all maniacs
Commission gifted for the growl
We're dead, up yours
I re-exploded my mind
Run and reload
Run and reload
Run and reload
Run and reload
Tell her it will be hard, if she begins right where she started
Avoiding the scenes of realizing, addiction weaknesses rising
She got it
She has it
She has it
The best
The best
The best
The best
She got the best of it
Mind exploding you f*cking fascist
Mind exploding you f*cking fascist
Tell them who's discarted
I don't need your hate
Believing and living on second guess
I just reach out for fate
Tell them
Tell them
Tell them
Tell them
That I just reach out for fate