Nothing breeds more contempt for this world than the memories now formed 
Every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds 
For the trials of today, I'm no jury 
Really don't care how you feel 
The pleasant notion of miraculous change drifts into multiple jeers 
Jeers 
You want the good life 
You break your back 
You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck 
Seconds drip through my hands, washed of moments unborn 
All the spaces between bleed, a tribute to a sacrament never exposed 
A message to the forces I've no pity, don't know how thankful to feel 
Expectations of our daily bread gives me the hunger to steal 
You want the good life 
You break your back 
You Snap Your Fingers, You Snap Your Neck 
Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck