This is a song about nothing Oh no, not a single thing 'Cause in the absence of content I hope that you'll forget that all this shit never meant a thing I'm gonna yell until the vacuum rips my lungs Hope you don't notice all the vacancy that's wrapped around my tongue Don't worry, boys, you know it's better off this way They cannot tear apart that what you did not create We all die for the beatdown While you live for the hype Yeah, yeah, yeah While you live for the hype Now we start the dissection Of everything other than feeling Like opinions and values, the things that we use To give our art some meaning But, baby, thoughts don't sell Just bottle the mood, maybe I can just bottle myself Can you say if that sells? Let's just regurgitate a couple concepts and hope it all pays well I'm gonna yell until the vacuum rips my lungs Hope you don't notice all the vacancy that's wrapped around my tongue Don't worry, boys, you know it's better off this way They cannot tear apart that what you did not create ♪ Now this is the part of the song Where we're gonna slow shit way down for you So you can all kill each other It doesn't even matter what I'm saying here anyway Can you even understand a fucking word I say? Mosh call Generic mosh call It must be nice to say nothing Nothing Mosh call Generic mosh call It must be nice to say nothing at all Mosh call One more generic mosh call It must be nice to say nothing Nothing