Haggard Cat Human Animal
The smell of grease, a businessman's handshake
Career suicide in a vacuous black hole
I am a shell, I am a passenger
This body is rented and it's lacking soul
It doesn't define me
It's not representative
It's counteractive and couldn't mean less to me
Human, Human, Human
Human, Human, Human
Human animal
Human, Human, Human
Human animal
We've rebranded the new smell of sweat
The ugliness has us, a fox in the crosshairs
It's the second coming
And I choose not to be a man
I choose a chaotic incarnation
Of everything I am
Human, Human, Human
Human animal
Human, Human, Human
Human animal
It's the second coming
And I choose not to be a man
I choose a chaotic incarnation
Of everything I am
Futility set in; logic intervened
The dichotomy is all it seems
Human, (human), human, (human), human, (human)
Human, (human)