Nothing breeds more contempt for this world than the memories now formed    Every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds    For the trials of today, I'm no jury    Really don't care how you feel    The pleasant notion of miraculous change drifts into multiple jeers    Jeers    You want the good life    You break your back    You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck    Seconds drip through my hands, washed of moments unborn    All the spaces between bleed, a tribute to a sacrament never exposed    A message to the forces I've no pity, don't know how thankful to feel    Expectations of our daily bread gives me the hunger to steal    You want the good life    You break your back    You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck    Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck