A Key to Nothing

No more doors
 No more locks
 No more windows
 No more box
 (No more nothing)
 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
 Murder's 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
 Murder's in the hands of motion
 As it seems to be
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 I'm washing my hands
 Of the whole thing
 I'm washing my hands
 Of the whole thing
 I'm washing my hands of the whole thing
 Of the whole thing
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 I want no more nothing
 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
 Murder's in the hands of motion
 As it seems to be
 I'm washing my hands of everything
 Of everything we are