There is no ardor that you know*
Where is the axiom that we're owed?
And how do you fucking sleep?
You haven't missed a wink
There is no allegiance where you go
Your sure-fire 'mandates' are theoretical
'Cause you're anti- anti- antithetic to the cure
You're anti- anti- antithetic to the cure
So 'an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure'
This mortal solution, are you sure?
How do you fucking sleep?
You haven't missed a wink
There is no honor where you are
Your sure-fire carte blanche is theoretical
'Cause you're anti- anti- antithetic to the cure
You're anti- anti- antithetic to the cure
Anti- anti- antithetic to the cure
Anti- anti- antithetic to the cure!