You and me, we're like natural enemy

There's no give, there's no DMZ

We're like a mutual catastrophe

You and me, we know time's the real enemy

Like a horror show

Slow motion train wreck indefinitely

I'm finding your tail and I'll tell what I find

Self-harmer on a shaky pulpit, I'm

Gonna be nothing but trouble and a dry river bed

And a hundred and one voices running in your head, saying

"Keep flogging that horse 'til it comes back from dead"

But I saw gardens and grey skies

And blacked-out spires and sanitized playgrounds

And worn-out faith and

The rain drives on under pretty-eyed chatter

And the thought occurs that none of this matters

Why should we leave this dirty stain on posterity?

What would happen if you'd shoot me?

Would my soul weigh twenty-one grams?

Don't welcome me 'cause I'm applying all five techniques

You wish me gone but I'm here to burn

I'm finding your tail and I'll tell what I find

Self-harmer on a shaky pulpit, I'm

Gonna be nothing but trouble and a dry river bed

And a hundred and one voices running in your head, saying

"Keep flogging that horse 'til it comes back from dead"

But I saw gardens and grey skies

And blacked-out spires and sanitized playgrounds

And worn-out faith and

The rain drives on under pretty-eyed chatter

And the thought occurs that none of this matters