A Key to Nothing de Mudvayne

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!

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...
No more anything...
No more you...
No more me...

No more posturing victories!
No more nations to defeat
No more speaking truth!
No more deceit!

No more holding down!
No more pushing me!
No more new world order!
No more anarchy!

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

I'm washing my hands...of the whole thing
I want no more nothing
I'm washing my hands! Of the whole thing!
Of the whole thing!
I want no more...nothing!
I want no more...nothing!
I want no more...nothing!
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

I'm washing my hands, of everything...
Of everything we are!