Comfort and feeling

Your head's isolated,
the past gives no comfort.
Your mind's intoxicated with bad breath and good luck, and good luck.

Meaningless, meaningless,
your voice has none,
worship the blessing,
give comfort and feeling.

Your brain gives piece of mind,
ignore and you're applauded.
Your skin - white and pure as hell,
with no sense of reality, reality.

Meaningless, meaningless,
your voice has none,
worship the blessing,
give comfort and feeling.

And it's only natural we want your head.
And its only natural we could want u dead.