he said he was society’s fool
to his lover mary jane
the mystic pleasure of it all
he said he wouldn’t change
backyard hideouts
he forgot how children used to play
now they come to buy their fun
and trade their souls away
for fryday
injectacide will fly you there
he said to inject yourself
spill your blood with society’s fool
of broken promises and shattered dreams
he said he was in control
he found his genocide
and named it injectacide