No more telling us
  No more lies
  No more needles
  No more breathes
  No more no less
  No more no less
  No more sick with digs
  No more immigrants
  No more emptiness
  No more consequence
  No more puppet strings
  No more disease
  No more throwing up
  No more happiness
  No more lying down
  No more patience
    I have
  I hold the key to nothing
  It was small killing murder murders in the hands
  Emotion nothing seems to feel
  No more nothing
  No more anything
  No more no
  No more
  No more prostrate victories
  No more nations to defeat
  No more speaking truth
  No more deceit
  No more holding out
  No more pushing me
  No more new world order
  No more EDUCATE
    I have
  I hold the key to nothing
  It was small killing
  murder
  Murder in the hands
  Emotion nothing seems to be
    I'm washing my hands
  Of the whole thing
  I'm washing my hands
  Of the whole thing
  I'm washing my hands
  Of the whole thing
  Of the whole thing
  No more
  No more nothing
    I have
  I hold the key to nothing
  It was a small killing
  murder
  Murder in the hands
  Emotion nothing seems to be
  I'm washing my hands of everything
  Of everything we have