you register this little message It's the only way you can stay outta hell
don't ask your parents they ain't gonna tell you cause they've already taken
the fall thank your lucky stars for the enlightenment cause now it ain't no
secret at all we're gonna die off in tiem we're only gonna die off in time
until we stop succumbing to mankind don't get me wrong I don't want to soil
your future it used to be so squeaky clean it ain't my fettish to extend this
pessimism or blow rain clouds over your scene I got the notion I got the feel-
ing that this thing dosen't have to end this better up your suspicion if not
there's only one result my friend hey mom and dad please don't hate me just
because in me you see your lost youth did I evolve into an adult organism?
Do I blow myself away? Tell me the truth good intentions yeah I got 'em plan
for the future or pray fir the end this had better raise up your suspicion
if not there's only one result my friend