These Good People Lyrics - The Gathering

He worries no more than he 

Necessarily needs to fill his void 

As big as space never ending thrill 

He meets his will by choosing hate 

Why choosing? 

Need us to smile too? 

Alright 

Struggling to prevail 

Foretaste 

The aftermath 

Which will be black 

As black as waste 

We'll throw in an extra dance 

For just a little over 5 pence 

Need us to smile too? 

You'll turn our limo into a hearse 

Weighing just enough to run it over your curse 

Need us to smile too? 

You lie, you lie, you lie 

[Anneke van Giersbergen]