Early morning sits with me and her words are kindnNothing seems to lift the soul like timenSome wake up in dreams that we can’t buynAnd we’re holding on for somewhere betternnEarly morning sits with me and her words just blindnNothing seems to move the air like timenSome wake up in hell and their whole world diesnAnd we’re holding on for somewhere betternnGrass is always greener, are you blind?nBet you’re always first in line for nothingnHappy ever after, stand in linenHave your pain, I don’t want itnnRead between the bloody liesnTell me you can hear them laughingnOurs is not to reason but to dienFuck our noble men and mastersnnEver get the feeling you’ve been hadnSuffer little children, that’s itnNot that dream you dreamt when you were badnThe picture isn’t perfect is it?nnI have seen enough to know I knownThe screaming never stops, just listennTell the king and all his spineless whoresnThey will know of our existencennJesus I’m in love with nothingnSave yourselves you fucking clonesnInsignificant my nothingnSave your breath, you’re nothing morenClimb your prison walls until you’renHigh enough to know your nothing newnInsignificant little shitnI hate your fucking, hate your fuckingnNothingnnAll is getting better are you blind?nBet your son is not a soldier is he?nStand behind your master and his linenSee it, see it, never witnessnnOurs is not to reason but to dienI can’t hear no words of wisdomnStill the buried sons of warnTurning underneath the kingdomnnEver get the feeling you’ve been hadnSuffer little children, that’s itnNot that dream you dreamt when you were badnThe picture isn’t perfect is it?nnI have seen enough to know I knownThe screaming never stops, just listennTell the king and all his spineless whoresnThey will know of our existencennJesus I’m in love with nothingnSave yourselves you fucking clonesnInsignificant my nothingnSave your breath, you’re nothing morenClimb your prison walls until you’renHigh enough to know your nothing newnInsignificant little shitnI hate your fucking, hate your fuckingnNothing