I like the sound of the broken pieses
I like the lights that assign where she sits
We got machines but the kids got jesus

Ought to move like we're off the namelist
God can't hear you; 
they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP [x2]

 [bad word] 
Gimme the sound; to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I've made
Just give me a life to plea
Another world outside
that's full of
All the awful things that are me

We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam?
barcode blaster
we want the cash of the [bad word] you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master
Self - correction
Mass - dissectiob
Xbox brats on in detention
Morning sickness XYZ
Boys with bombs in NMA [bad word]  special casings
Photograps that I'm erasing
Phono slots with picture screens
Girls with guns on LSD
Self - infraction;
Mass [bad word] 
Programmed for the final function
Lab Rat King
Rescue team
Save me from the anarchy

 [bad word] 
Gimme the sound; to see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I've made
Just give me a life to plea
Another world outside
that's full of
All the awful things that are me

Cause we are the last
disease
Another broken life that's
full of
All the awful thngs that are
made
And we got the eyes
to see
Another broken life that's
full of
All the awful things that are
made