livin off an income of depression and rejection feeding off the remains of a scab of an infection locked to a chain of i.o.u.s and endless debt i'm cashless and pathetic, death is my best bet we'll take what we can get: "WE'RE CASHLESS AND PATHETIC" we're less than you'd expect: "AND NONE OF US REGRET IT" when the spirit is dead and gone: "WE'LL NEVER FORGET IT" its all we are, its who we are: "WE'RE CASHLESS AND PATHETIC" theres a certain anger inside of me that pushes me toward apathy thats ok, i'll decay into what i have dreamed to be nightmares of yesterday and false ideas of tommorrow i've seen it, i've lived it, its pain, yeah, its sorrow