Pack in tight and breath in more   We have reached the solid core   Well beyond the gore   All aglow and reaching for   The chalice that I pissed into   Cover up your sores   And turn in your rewards   And find out where your ride went   If I can't leave   Tight Up high across the cold lips   You're all routed on the same trip   I get paid to wreck the good ship   How could I name?   How could I name you all?   You got passed through all the filters   You get it put down on the same lists   I get paid to wreck the good ships   How could I name?   How could I name you all?