The chancers stay too late
Within the chaos you create
A trauma trance, a fucking state
We come to deactivate
The ways you calculate
Everything you love to hate
Broken ones obliterate
We come to deactivate

Hey
You

I don't care what you say, man
I'm being watched by someone up there
Someone up there
I don't care what you say, man
I'm being watched by someone up there
Something up there (Something up there)

You lost your power, oh-oh-oh
It's all gone sour, oh-oh-oh
You lost your power, oh-oh-oh
It's all gone sour, oh-oh

Fail to communicate
You amputate, annihilate
We broke your spell
You're not our mate
We come to deactivate
You lost your power, oh-oh-oh
It's all gone sour, oh-oh-oh
You lost your power, oh-oh-oh
It's all gone sour, oh-oh