Lyrics:

You're always saying that you're filling me. But what you're really doing is
Killing me. 'Birds of a feather flock like lice.'
Like buzzards on a carcass,
It feels so nice. I shot your daughter and I shot your son. But you're the
Reason that I got the gun. What makes me sicker is you pull the trigger. A
Super-duper-sucker salvation for her? Salvation's killing me. It costs you
Everything. Don't say it's free. I know when you're high you might kick a man
While he's down. Part the Red Sea just to leave me and watch me drown.