If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush its tender petels
With me you’ll have no escape
And at the same time there’ll be nowhere to settle —
I trample down all life in my wake
I eat it up and take the cake
I just avert my eyes to the pain
Of someone’s loss helping my gain
If you gave me a dream for my pocket
You’d be plugging in the wrong socket
With me there’s no room for the future
With me there’s no room with a view at all —
I am out of season all year round
Hear machinery roar to my empty sound
Touch my heart and feel winter
Hold my hand and be doomed forever —
If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush its tender petels
With me you’ll have no escape —
And at the same time there’ll be nowhere to settle.
If you’re wondering by now who I am
Look no further than the mirror
Because I am the Greed and Fear
And every ounce of Hate in you —