The functions of self-preservation always seemed like a bad fit to me. It's us against the world. There's one way forward and it's ruin. No future, no hope Be a good citizen and fucking croak Maimed by the inability, To make right decisions, to stop and throw caution to the wind We drown in the idiocy of wasted and broken dreams, As we kneel to the system, drugged up and bittersweet We drown in the light Fuck I don't like what we've become. And I'm sure that I'm not alone. The avalanche of shit speaks it unfortunate truth That life as you knew it, is fucking doomed Throw away faith, throw away warmth Loose grip and hope.