James
Quicken The Dead
Don't let me choose
An easy life
With death once removed
Anaesthetize the blues
Domesticated


Dodge the bullet
Rejoice
A life of habit
Rejoice


Yearn to be used
Hollowed out
For spirit to come through
I'm better off than you
And your monkeys


Don't ya know
We're already dead
Don't ya know
We're already dead

Breathing's so crude
I never wanted
Press-ganged to get here
Dodge the bullet
Rejoice


I'm full of it
Rejoice
Don't you know
We're already dead
Don't ya know
We're already dead
Don't ya know