I am nothing and should be everything
  You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity
  Intentional destruction germ
  Eats your thoughts and make you happy
    They wanna piece of your skin
  Pump it safer than, than a suicide
  Methadone pretty
  Methadone pretty
    Heart beats like a refuge machine
  Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey
  Xerox days to acceptance
  Decline accelerates into prejudice
    They wanna piece of your skin
  Pump it safer than, than a suicide
  Methadone pretty
  Methadone pretty
    I accuse history, I accuse
  I accuse history, I accuse
  I accuse history
  I accuse history, I accuse
  I accuse history, I accuse
  I don't need your history
    Wreckage inside all that's real
  Another bought product, no reality
  Passive consumers with patrolled desires
  Mindless countdown to retirement
    They wanna piece of your skin
  Pump it safer than, than a suicide
  Gonna stay a terminal young thing
  An' never gonna be methadone pretty
    Methadone pretty
  Methadone pretty
  Methadone pretty
  Methadone pretty