Dogma

[Verse 1: Nicole Blackman] All we want is a head-rush All we want is to get out of our skin for a while We have nothing to lose, because we don't have anything Anything we want anyway [Bridge: Nicole Blackman] We used to hate people Now, we just make fun of them It's more effective that way [Verse 2: Nicole Blackman] We don't live We just scratch on, day to day With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets And all we’re waiting for is for something worth waiting for Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve Let's stop saying, "Don't quote me," because if no one quotes you You probably haven't said a thing worth saying [Chorus: Sascha Konietzko & Nicole Blackman] Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America We all just want to die a little bit [Verse 3: Nicole Blackman] We fear that pop culture is the only kinda culture we're ever going to have We want to stop reading magazines Stop watching TV Stop caring about Hollywood But we're addicted to the things we hate We don't run Washington, and no one really does Ask not what you can do for your country Ask what your country did to you [Chorus: Sascha Konietzko & Nicole Blackman] Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America The only reason you're still alive is because someone has decided to let you live Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America We owe so much money, we're not broke — we're broken We're so poor, we can't even pay attention [Verse 4: Nicole Blackman] So what do you want? You want to be famous, and rich, and happy? But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world Nothing to say and no way to say it But you can say it in a few languages You are more than the sum of what you consume Desire is not an occupation You are ultimately thrilled and desperate Sky high and fucked! [Breakdown: Nicole Blackman] Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves Let's stop this and start over Let's go out Let's keep going [Chorus: Sascha Konietzko & Nicole Blackman] Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America This is your life — this is your fucking life! (America) Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside (America) (America) Quit whining, you haven't done anything wrong Because frankly, you haven't done much of anything [Outro: Sascha Konietzko & Nicole Blackman] Sex, drugs, God, cash Sex, drugs, God America Someone's been writing down your mistakes Someone's documenting your downfall