I believe in God but I've no reason to follow
Lost my virginity to myself, I'm just sparks and meat
I believe in love, but I'm gassy, dank and hollow
I'd rather drink, smoke, die young, be reborn and repeat
I belong in jail, but I lied my way to heaven, with a wife who hasn't learned that I'm Satan yet
I want to burn my art, so I can carve one twee and modern, but I'll just serenade the chemicals. It's the cure that's hardly medical

Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran, left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger. I hold the name and the number: six, six, six

Unimpressed by the symmetry of death
Drown in butter 'til there's no hope left
It's alright
You think I'm worthy of your wandering eye?
I'm just a strung out, overweight Jewish guy
So Lord, help me

Six, six, six, I need a fix
Never better, I'm a little bit sick
I hold a grudge and a burden
I hold a tongue and an organ
Bang, bang, bang, I hit and ran, left my inner child dead in the drain
I hold the fire and the hunger. I hold the name and the number: six, six, six

Andy Hull:
You don't want to make, me come down
You're trying to let it go, and opening your mouth
You won't win
You will bow down
So let it go, no
So let it go now

Max Bemis:
All I want is to dethrone God, so I can be crucified
Crucified, crucified
All I want! All I want! All I want! All I want!