I'm a fish out of water,

Kill me and choke on the bones

Nothing seems to matter anymore,

Gotta get back to the reason,

Gotta get back to the hole

Someone throw me an anchor,

Gotta drown this disease

No one seems to matter anymore

Gotta get back to the meaning,

Gotta get back to the score

Buy my soul, so you can sell me

I don't need this, I don't need you

Trust your lies, then you betray me

I don't want this, I don't want you

Up the creek with no paddle,

Through the oars of a board

No one seems to carry at all anymore

Gotta get back to the meaning,

Gonna break backs of the poor

Let me tell you a secret,

So you can tattle and leave

No one holds to their honesty anymore

Gotta get back to the stealing,

Gotta take back from the hoard

Buy my soul, so you can sell me

I don't need this, I don't need you

Trust your lies, then you betray me

I don't want this, I don't want...

... you. I don't want to change

Who do you wanna be, the summit of integrity

Or the bottom, the filth, the dichotomy

All these fallen angels,

Skeletons of what they once were

Hanging in the closet for the world to see

Another fallen angel,

Faced by demons on their judgment

Hanging from the gallows for us all to see it

Buy my soul, so you can sell me

I don't need this, I don't need you

Trust your lies, then you betray me

I don't want this, I don't want you