I remember when you told me this meant everything
But how can that be true, when you can fuck
Everyone that ever meant anything?

I see through your imagery so clear
Ten steps ahead of everything you fear
Waiting at the end of your life
And I'll turn off your fucking lights

You are laced with excuses‚ demons
The soul inside you prays it's only dreaming
And maybe soon
Just maybe soon
You'll stop fucking breathing

You found the door to Hell in my eyes

You think you're a victim
So I'll make you one

(This is the end‚ this is the-)
This is the end‚ this is the end of you
This is the end, this is the end of you

I remember when you told me this meant everything
But how can that be true, when you can fuck
Everyone that ever meant anything?
I see through your imagery so clear
Ten steps ahead of everything you fear
Waiting at the end of your life
And I'll turn off your fucking lights