[Intro]
Blood and guts, news with the dead amuse
(Blood and guts, news with the dead amuse)

[Verse 1]
I bite my nails in the back of the room
I lose control of what I consume
Yeah, I think we all just become immune
You know what I mean, I assume

[Pre-Chorus]
Anxious anticipation
Violent expectation

[Chorus]
I can see it the way you fall, feel too real
I'm running out of ways to deal
I'm running out of ways to deal

[Bridge]
(Televised suicide)
I want to run away (Televised suicide)
I want to run away (Televised suicide)
(Blood and guts, news with the dead amuse)

[Verse 2]
Blood and guts, news with the dead amuse
Exploit and abuse, destroy for views
I bite my nails in the back of the room
I lose control of what I consume
Yeah, I think we all just become immune
You know what I mean, I assume
[Chorus]
I can see it the way you fall, feel too real
I'm running out of ways to deal
I'm running out of ways to deal

[Outro]
I'm running out of ways to deal
I'm running out of ways to deal
I'm running out of ways to deal