sometimes i care to wonder about the blindfold on my soulabout the razor wire fence that isolates me in the moldthe precipice is closing in on rancid magnanimityyou starve me to the brink of ail then formulate your drugs to meyou serve it up as love but it’s a grotesque felonyyou got it coming now because this time you’re fucking with me[chorus:]if you’re my rapist – i’m your assassinatordid you really ever think you’d get the best of meyour everlasting status quo – you’ve sanitized the sore beforeyour movers and your shifters caper until there really is ‘no more’we live like near fatalities inside the network of dissentdon’t seem to spare any expense to manufacture our consentyou serve it up as lust but it’s a sick insanityyou got it coming now because this time you’re fucking with me[chorus](never)yeah – i’m your assassinatordid you really ever think you’d get the best of meall erodes from here on end – you’re never getting my consentyes i know all the victims – of your supremacyyes i know all the victims – your fields run endlesslyyes i know all the victims – of your supremacythere will be no more victims – this time you’re fucking with me…[chorus]