Deep down you know that you're wrong You keep repeating the same old song I know you'll never accept the truth So, don't you dare ask me to pray for you Don't you beg for help, you haven't learned to listen Stuck in your ways inside your mental prison You think your life is worth being saved? If you want a helping hand, I'll help you dig your grave I'll help you dig your grave Take a step, take a step, take a step back Make way for the ones who know how to act You're just another fucking body to add to the stack Take a step off the ledge before the ground cracks Take a step, take a step, take a step back Make way for the ones who know how to act You're just another fucking body to add to the stack Take a step off the ledge before the ground cracks You'll rot in hell with the rest of the weak-willed A mass burial plot for the ones who are killed I'm wasting my breath with every word that I write down You're in inches of water, but I know that you'll drown You can't think for yourself and you never listen Putting your life on the line for superstition Anti-this or anti-that, you're so fucking conditioned As nature weeds out the weak, we're closer to remission ♪ Can you see the cancer out in the open? If we don't cut it out, we'll forever be broken Can you see the cancer out in the open? Viral suicidal by false idols outspoken ♪ Weed out the weak