Meaningless mind thoughts Are all I have to say Worthless rusted artifacts Are all that I could pay Moraless stories Are all that I could tell Tasteless hurmor tales Are all that I could sell Fearless mental pictures Are all that I could share Needless careless gestures Are all that I could bare Meaningless mind thoughts A horror story, a horror story Meaningless mind thoughts A honest story, but often boring I can't see For I've been seeing things that blind I cant hear I've heard things of a twisted kind I cant smell For I've smelt the smell of fear I can't taste Because i've tasted hate so near Something for nothing Abuse a staple gun Make a bomb tomorrow Blow your car up with sorrow Listen to the voices Do what they say Create numbers often Make them up each day Meaningless mind thoughts A horror story, a horror story Meaningless mind thoughts A honest story, but often boring