Self Employed Chemist - Norma Jean

You’ve lived a lie for so long, now you believe it

You’re shooting silver bullets and taking magic pills

I’m asking you, do you know a way to delete my conscience?

Don’t put your ear to the floor to hear the sound of the future

Yours is a history shaped by disaster

We’re coming back for you.

You better brace yourself

I’m telling you, we’re coming back

To collect that killer who killed me and threw me away

Am I holding you up or you holding me down?

We make the same mistakes, we always count them

I want to fail you so badly

I’m telling you, we’re coming back to collect that killer

What if I have to lose?

What if I have to suffer?

So what if I have to lose?

So what if I have to suffer?