I am nothing and should be everything
You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity
Intentional destruction germ

Eats your thoughts and make you happy

They wanna piece of your skin

Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty


Heart beats like a refuge machine
Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey

Xerox days to acceptance
Decline accelerates into prejudice


They wanna piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Methadone pretty

Methadone pretty

I accuse history, I accuse

I accuse history, I accuse
I accuse history
I accuse history, I accuse

I accuse history, I accuse
I don't need your history


Wreckage inside all that's real
Another bought product, no reality
Passive consumers with patrolled desires

Mindless countdown to retirement

They wanna piece of your skin

Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Gonna stay a terminal young thing
An' never gonna be methadone pretty


Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty

Methadone pretty
Methadone pretty