[Verse 1]
A taste of regret or a fate cigarette
Satanic slideshow plays at his behest
A faded memory, an evening hijack
Bankin' on the day when the distant future doesn’t bite back
Lookin' over your shoulder
Your angels took a different angle, now you’re ten years older
It’s all a game for the plain and simple person
Came in with a purpose, now you question if it’s worth it

[Chorus]
You’ll pay it to the grave and won’t miss a day
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade

[Verse 2]
Sustеnance from nothingness
Suckin' up the uglinеss
You strained your neck lookin for your life device
You got the gist of liberation just when beauty is your plight
Where we walk is also where we shit
And if we bark at our reflections are we hypocrites?
Impulses bleed right into our seed
Where hate culminates, the apple rotted on the tree

[Bridge]
The apple never fell from the tree
[Chorus]
You’ll pay it to the grave and won’t miss a day
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade
You’ll pay it to the grave and won’t miss a day
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade
You’ll pay it to the grave and won’t miss a day
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade

[Outro]
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade
Can be a glutton for love but your mind is the trade