I don't want the money
That fake kind of happy
I'd sink in the river
Before I let it have me
But I want perfection
Tight like a diamond
Unholy affliction
Desires an addiction

Ooh, I taste it on my tongue
It's all in my bones and in my blood
So carve me up and let the colors run

I'm tired of the money
And all of the talking at me
I'm barely a person
Mechanically working
(Industrial mindset)
(Fully efficient)

Ooh, I taste it on my tongue
It's all in my bones and in my blood
So carve me up and let the colors run
Ooh, I taste it on my tongue
It's all in my bones and in my blood
So carve me up and let the colors run