Here's your lesson Place it somewhere deep Don't socialize with darkness before it's all extinct. A brief history in destruction the world's a friendly place There are people all around you who recognize your face. Leave your money and your blood religion needs some structure Just jot it down on paper, a brief history in destruction. There's joy in breathing gas There's a blemish on your skin Now you're looking puzzled You have just lost your innocence. There's perplexity in your voice maturity in your choice there's answers in that rope tied tight around your throat.