That empty seat, that vacant chair makes me doubt anyone will ever care as much as me, as much as us about this proverbial rusting bus an elegy to all
Socialize the losses - privatize the gains why reach a common understanding this fucking inhumane? a system built on its collapse designed by suited
I saturate my blood with nicotine, responding to the message on the screen trying not to think about the fun I'm not having replace my blood with gasoline
Have we not evolved beyond the need for waging war? Is anything worth killing for? aren't we more similar at heart (than what sets us apart?) must it
Let's dive in head first and see how many bones we break abandon caution, find out how much this body can take (a stupidly dangerous pastime) I give
His brittle faith instilling hope in his broken bones his sentient mind and candid soul; the lessions he has shown his hand is reached out, catching
It's like someone balled up their fist and shove it down my throat pulled out my heart and squeezed it dry of human faith and hope and that's just me
Home is a place where you keep all doors locked and you sleep with a gun in your pillowcase and you put on your bravest face who dare come knocking
A broadcast on the radio; a prognosis promising snow A year below the zero mark; what a fantastic way to start I'm stuck in repeating a ritual to perpetuate
We arm our voice to these structures, actions speak louder than words there are no two ways around it, we're aiming straight for the nerves we will
We've depleted our resources enslaved all the cows and horses completely and utterly sabotaged our fragile ecology so we take to the seas I'm so glad
Time after time I rewrite these words of mine trying to instill some meaning into dead consonants and vowels to aptly convey emotions but I never quite
I'll persistently sing until these words grow wings through the hunger and thirst put my fate into verse I will craft them with care let their feathers
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