We're taking our time and we're picking our tools
We are so eager and so desperate for doom
We're incredibly groomed, all shiny and chrome
You'd never guess we want it all to go wrong
It's time to drown in the bottles, to empty the stashes
This spikes of dopamine send chills through my flesh
Morals sleep in the sidewalk, we're just slaves to our guts
Why bother questioning this gutter we're stuck in?

Excess is my middle name, I'll wear it proud and tall
I'm only pleased when I turn to beast, so give me all now

We have been taking our times working in wasting our times
Displaying soullessness through night after night
We must be sheiks of self-hatred, crown princes of chaos
We'll desecrate the very sheets that we lay on
Morals sleep in the sidewalk, I'm a slave to my guts
Why bother questioning this gutter I'm stuck in
Feeble hearts in an altar, sacrifice to the lust
May our devourment gives us one ugly last buzz

Excess is my middle name, I'll wear it proud and tall
I'm only pleased when I turn to beast
when I taste my own downfall
So come and watch the decadence
but don't you spoil the fun
I can't forsake my stupid cravings
will these tables ever ever turn?