Mudvayne

[Verse 1]
No more doors...
No more locks...
No more windows...
No more box...
No more
No less
No more nothingness
No more six foot digs
No more hypocrites
No more emptiness!
No more consequence!
No more puppet strings!
No more...disease!
No more growing up!
No more happiness!
No more lying down!
No more complacence!
[Hook]
I have...I hold the key...to nothing! It's a small
Killing
Murder...murders in the hands...of
Motion...as it seems to be
No more nothing...