We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to [bad word] 
As fast as it can be
And I wish that I
Could be the king
Then I'd know that I am not alone

Maggots pull on shirts(?)
We sell each other [bad word] 
Sometimes I feel so worthless
Sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
Then I'd know that I am not alone

Death is policeman
Death is a priest
Death is a stereo
Death is T.V.
Death is the devil
Death is an angel
Death is God, killing yourself

She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree