Evil... evil wears a suit on the screen, with a hotline you call to buy your blessing. In the holy name came a profit, putting his hands in the pockets of all the thoughtless and naïve. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’, nothin’ to lose. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’, nothin’ new. I got nothin’ to say to you. At my throat I fork in two. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say to you. I got nothin’ to say. I watched my rotatin’ feet hover above brownish red streets, and the love I carried made me so unique. There’s something movin’ in my chest, it was dirty once but at its best. The love that kept us young, oh it’s old under our sun.