"I've been quarantined man They named a disease after me... You are a disease" So haunted by memories Regression's your best friend In the end Bound at the hands For all to see The saviour is not a sin So don't give in Now our souls are unlevel Touching tongues with the devil There's too many losers In this lottery Like some sick, parasetic Human disease And they left us, with nothing And they left us, with nothing It's warm inside Just a place to sit We'll work it out Only hurts a bit Do all you can just For loveless seed Sex is lent and So I'm bent Now our souls are unlevel Touching tongues with the devil There's too many losers In this lottery Like some sick, parasetic Human disease And they left us, with nothing And they left us, with nothing It's not like the World needs more Unkempt, unrealistic E who*es For a dime, a buck It's all the same They don't give a f** It's not like the World needs more who*es of pop To spread the sores For a dime a f** It's all the same For the almighty buck Now our souls are unlevel Touching tongues with the devil There's too many losers In this lottery Like some sick, parasetic Human disease And they left us, with nothing And they left us, with nothing Insentient Vincit Amour And I am not the One I used to be I am not the One I used to be With nothing