Speaking gibberish, the shrieking drivel almost making sense    Let down your guard and sign the donor card    My hand denied one too many times    Hear what you're told the truth is getting old       A simple victim    Just can't defeat them    So late to unlock this with empty pockets       To be detained    And finding pleasure in the fact    Sad soul on loan but never on your own    You've made mistakes, many repetitiously    As the truth unfolds, deceit is striking gold       A victim    He didn't defeat them    He's obligated, and terminated       Calling this a day at twenty-two    Quit existence at the proper cue    The heartless wish that there were more like you    Better forfeit or goals, you're through...       I can't bare the shame    Or the error of your choice    Infliction spree has seen the last of me    Who makes your moves if you eat out of their hand    Do what you're told    Deceit is striking gold       A Victim    He didn't defeat them    He's obligated, and terminated       Calling this a day at twenty-two    Quit existence at the proper cue    The heartless wish that there were more like you    Better forfeit or goals, you're through...       Calling this a day at twenty-two    Quit existence at the proper cue    The heartless wish that there were more like you    Better forfeit or goals, you're through...