livin off an income of depression and rejection

feeding off the remains of a scab of an infection

locked to a chain of i.o.u.s and endless debt

i'm cashless and pathetic, death is my best bet



we'll take what we can get:

"WE'RE CASHLESS AND PATHETIC"

we're less than you'd expect:

"AND NONE OF US REGRET IT"

when the spirit is dead and gone:

"WE'LL NEVER FORGET IT"

its all we are, its who we are:

"WE'RE CASHLESS AND PATHETIC"



theres a certain anger inside of me that pushes me toward apathy

thats ok, i'll decay into what i have dreamed to be

nightmares of yesterday and false ideas of tommorrow

i've seen it, i've lived it, its pain, yeah, its sorrow