FURY

 
  You're so happy now 
     Burning the candle at both ends.
       Your self loving soothes 
         And softens the blows you've invented.
           Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins;
             And we'll pray that there's no God 
           To punish us and make a fuss.
         Cracks healing up; 
       Future soul, forgive this mess.
     You waste twenty years 
   And wind up alone demented.
     Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins
       And we'll pray that there's no God
         To punish us and make a fuss
           Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins
             And we'll pray that there's no God
                     To punish us and make a fuss.