I was born into the glove only to take it off.
Ah ah
I grew up with fear in my heart.

Then we gathered til my brothers both shot up.
It became clear there’s no one else here.

So I ask myself and I ask you now:

Will we go to heaven
or will we go to [bad word] 
It’s my understanding that neither are real.
(x2)

Weeee ewww wee ewww
Weeee ewww wee ooooh

I grew up with fear in my heart
(x4)

Weeee ewww wee ewww
Weeee ewww wee ooooh

Will we go to heaven
or will we go to [bad word] 
It’s my understanding that neither are real.
(x4)

It became clear there’s no one else here.