Rid me of this hollow soul
A fractured heart, a splitting bone
Vacant sensation of heavy stomach
Troubled breathing, no sleeping
Ignite my veins and worried rights
Fulfil my psyche – your twisted mind
Embrace my all, I'm yours I'm yours
Daddy plays the game just as well as we do
You cannot ruin if you did not build
Shatter the walls, steel the mill
Sell me the pills that explode the thrills
Man oh man, I beg to be mine
To own, to hold, to call, to slaughter
Gold and gold to charge my soul
Wake me and make me and break me
My modern sinecure, I adore you, so.
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