Self-Employed Chemist

Norma Jean

Compositor: Norma Jean

It's like you know the words (but you) can't hear the music.
You've lived a lie for so long, now you believe it. You're shooting silver bullets and taking magic pills.
I'm asking you. Do you know the way to delete my conscience?
Don't put your ear to the floor to hear the sound of the future.
Yours is a history, shaped by disaster. We're coming back for you. You better brace yourself.
I'm telling you, we're coming back to collect that killer, who killed me and threw me away. Am I holding you up or are you holding me down? ...who killed me and threw me away. Am I holding you up or are you holding me down?
We make the same mistakes. We always count them. I want to fail you so badly.
I'm telling you, we're coming back to collect that killer, who killed me and threw me away.
Am I holding you up or are you holding me down? ...who killed me and threw me away. Am I holding you up or are you holding me down?
What if I have to lose? What if I have to suffer? What if I have to lose? What if I have to suffer?
Suffer... Killer who killed me and threw me away. Am I holding you up or are you holding me down? ...who killed me and threw me away. Am I holding you up or are you holding me down?