[Verse: Christian]

I wanna kill myself, drop out, start a cult

Use everyone to enhance my own ego

Gain a following, and command them to destroy

All the lesser bands and lay waste to the land

I don’t even like music!

I need it like a knife in the back

Drag it to the depths of the pit!

It’s shit

[Chorus: Christian & Ryan]

We always suffer when we hold each other’s hands

[Outro: Christian & Ryan]

Space! Image! Exile!