You're the infection, my friend.
Disgusting, right to the end.
Didn't I know it then?
I knew it, I knew it.
You're basic, but hard to define.
Simple, yet somehow sublime.
Knew you will strike again.
I knew it, I knew it.
You're all that's wrong.
With your dumbass psalms.
Yeah, that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
Because that's all that you will ever be.
Polished, you shiver when shined.
Forgotten and seething inside.
Everyone falls for this.
I knew it, I knew it.
You're all that's wrong.
With your dumbass psalms.
Yeah, that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
Because that's all that you will ever be.
That's all that you will...
That's all that you will...
That's all that you will ever be...
Ever be, never be, want to be mine.
All to be, made to be, holding your side.
Throwing it, breaking it, all by your fame.
Sending you back to the place you once came.
Leaving behind you...
No one around you...
You're all that's wrong.
With your dumbass psalms.
Yeah, that's all that you will ever be.
Nothing you can do,
Because that's all that you will ever be.
You will never be...
(You want to be God) ...
You will never be...
(It's all gone) ...




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