Get in the car boy. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 Light and motion Empty highway Moving forward Feeling my weight 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 Sound and tension Teaching me time Holdin' me down Breaking my ass There is no light There is no light Death is the hard song There is no light Death is the hard song. Why make me a sinner when i do just what you say? Why call me a killer if i give myself away? I give up 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 I am reborn Feeling new weight I'm born of motion Born of hate There is no wrong There is no right There is no light Death is the hard song Why make me a sinner when i do just what you say? Why call me a killer if i give myself away? Why make me a sinner when i do just what you say? Why call me a killer if i give myself away? I slam in sideways through the door. Sleek, but not sober. Something in me open, unfinished. I pull the sheet back off your unconscious form. Shed the liquor from my coke bottle. I get what i came for. I find closure, i achieve [? ] I take the matches from my pocket. Yeah, i strike one. I count to ten. And i let the matches fall. I let the matches fall. [I'm a hard pig...]