Meaningless mind thoughts
Are all I have to say
Worthless rusted artifacts
Are all that I could pay
Moraless stories
Are all that I could tell
Tasteless hurmor tales
Are all that I could sell
Fearless mental pictures
Are all that I could share
Needless careless gestures
Are all that I could bare

Meaningless mind thoughts
A horror story, a horror story
Meaningless mind thoughts
A honest story, but often boring

I can't see
For I've been seeing things that blind
I cant hear
I've heard things of a twisted kind
I cant smell
For I've smelt the smell of fear
I can't taste
Because i've tasted hate so near

Something for nothing
Abuse a staple gun
Make a bomb tomorrow
Blow your car up with sorrow
Listen to the voices
Do what they say
Create numbers often
Make them up each day

Meaningless mind thoughts
A horror story, a horror story
Meaningless mind thoughts
A honest story, but often boring