Calculation-Nation (Give Up The Ghost)

You and me equals me (add it) I am one life minus one And it is my math to do So fuck you (And you don't understand 'we' Because you don't understand me) I'm sorry, so sorry for not making sense I have been shot in the left side of my chest The dust in the air, that irritates my eyes Floats in the light that beams from the hole in my chest