Proceeds, who's in? 
Who wants a piece of him?
So many articles to choose from 
Comrade, artiste 
A taste for evidence
Hold on to articles of faith
 
Once worth nothing that something touches who you want to be 
Baggage embodies no one (He is gone) 
Intrinsic to only one (He is gone)
Belongings don't define us 
Keepsake, fingerprint, scrapbook, record of death
 
'gonna be there 
They have to see you pay respects 
Breathe in, breathe out, random, random, random 
Who are these fucking idiots? 
Come on I'm writing you 
I know this role is tearing you apart 
Large numbers can't console you (He is gone)
Don't let the guilt control you (He is gone) 
The anger has consumed you 
Ranting, regret, enrage, screaming next