Lyrics:

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 high Part of nothing when I know it when I crack And 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 cuz I wanna get on further (chorus) My life depends on profit What I am and what I'm not All 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 need It's inspiration It's what I feed on It's what I need when I bleed Empty head empty head empty head (chorus)