It feels like Jesus on the cross It's so religious in its loss A graven image in the mud Like when I shed my precious blood I am a loser, I am Satan I am Jesus Christ, I'm me There are no winners in this fucked reality There are no winners in this fucked reality Atrophic interludes weave through my life far too often For me to fight the biggest enemies I have no feelings like love or pain, it makes me go insane When I see what's happening to me I say I am a loser, I am Satan I am Jesus Christ, I'm me There are no winners in this fucked reality There are no winners in this fucked reality There are no idols, no heroes in a world of death It's all a joke and so are you And so am I to think, just look and see It's a fucked reality, it's a fucked reality It's a fucked reality, it's a fucked reality