I've been here a while now Serving my time Watching the clock run down Waiting Holding my anger down I fought for a long while I tried to make good For all of the things, i'd done But I know your trust in me Can never be rebuilt I can dress up like a family man But you know that suit never quite fit And I can't afford to have you staring at my back I could move across the world and you would Still be here Waiting Counting every day So I'm burning the whole thing down This home It's a prison cell So I'm burning the whole thing down We are a virus We're a product of bad luck We scream our way into existence Nine months after someone else gets fucked Death as an option is a comforting idea Continuing in misery is something we do mostly out of fear We are malignant, there's no intelligent design We're a cancer feeding violently Upon the flesh of that which gives us life Death as an ending is a comfort to keep in mind We forget that waking up each day is just a habit We can choose to die I've been waiting my entire life