Back down for another electric funeral

On acidwords and neonbones I ride

A zeronaut without hand or heart

Yet I kept these words inside


Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn

And keep your laughteer torn


Down for more of those nothings

Neonecrononsense and unlight

Saw a skeleton eatin' its gravestone

But I keep these words inside

Down for some madmouthmurder

Though all my words already died

A somewhat doomdrugged inkjunkie indeed

Still I'll keep those words inside


Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn

And keep your laughter torn