You've got a need to suffer
Prepare to duck and cover
It's coming to you
Words are unnecessary
When you are dead and buried
Does it matter to you?
You've got a need to suffer
Set fire to your lover
It's coming to you
Love sets the precedent and
Hate is the evidence and
It all points to you
You can't view the shoreline from the sea
Now I wander through the day
This fucking look upon my face
Blessed are the ones who help me on my way
Now you're better off dead
You've got a need to suffer
Set fire to your brother
It's coming to you
Love sets the precedent and
Hate is the evidence and
It all points to you
You can't tell famine from disease
Now I wander through the day
This fucking look upon my face
Blessed are the ones who help me on my way
Now you're better off dead
You turn it off 'cause it turns you on
We all burn up under the sun
We're looking for you, I said
We're looking for you
You turn it off 'cause it turns me on
We all burn up under the sun
We're looking for you, I said
We're fucking looking for you
What is what again?
What is what again?
Turn it off to make you suffer!
We're looking for you
Now I wander through the day
This fucking look upon my face
Blessed are the ones who help me on my way
Now you're better off dead, dead, dead
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