We Will Commit Wolf Murder ​of Montreal

Something's terrorized my psyche to get even
Lately you're the only human I believe in
I’ve tried to understand his logic
But there's just no pattern there
No sympathetic voices anywhere
There's blood in my hair

Now I'm considered ugly from every angle
You're the only beauty I don't want to strangle
Can't you hear me crying out for guidance?
(Yes, we hear but we don't care)
There's no sympathetic victims anywhere
There's blood in my hair

I want to get all fucked up and tell you how I really feel
‘Cause your vibrant blackness coco augury is so unreal
When I die I want you to die too
Not trying to stay in this or any dimension without you
Spit on this planet without you
I envy you because you can believe in things like I never could
And not dose yourself into a coma over
The bestiality of our race
Or lament our descent into some ancient reptilian form
Like an agnostic transubstantiation
You wanna know what that is? Use your imagination
(Sell it)