You know you're only using progress
to validate your careless
approach to living life in excess,
ignoring any trace that counters your objectives
But there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind
No there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind
I stopped to watch the endless sequence
of orchestrated movements.
I reached my peak I lost my patience
soon enough to salvage most of my conviction.
Cuz there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind
No there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind
There's nothing left to fight for, nothing left to save
What hasn't been removed, has been replaced, been replaced
by empty rhetoric, idolatry and waste.
But there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind
No there's nothing in this world worthy of your murderous mind