Professional Griefers

I like the sound of the broken pieces

I like the lights that assign where she sits

We got machines but the kids got Jesus

Ought to move like we’re off the name list

God can’t hear you, they will fight you

Watch them build a friend just like you

Morning Sickness, XYZ

Teenage Girls with, ESP (2x)

Gimme the sound, to see

Another world outside that’s full of

All the broken things that I made

Just give me a life, to plea

Another world outside that’s full of

All the awful things that I made

We like to dance but the dead go faster

Turn up the slam and a barcode blaster

Gimme the sound, to see

We want the cash or the drugs you’re after

Rise up control for the mixtape master

Self-infraction, mass destruction

Programmed for the final function

Lab Rat King, Rescue team

Save me from the anarchy

Another world outside that’s full of

All the broken things that I made

Just give me a life, to plea

Another world outside that’s full of

All the awful things that I made

Gimme the sound, to see

Another world outside that’s full of

All the broken things that I made

Just give me a life, to plea

Another broken life that’s full of

All the awful things that are made