We shouldn't have to do this
Keep holding on to newness
'Youth,' or what you call it but truth is
We're proving that we deserve this
A common thought to me is useless
Cause I can never know if we mean it
Or if we're all just trendy defeatists
I can call an arms race a wholesale
Throw Jesus Christ and all his friends in a cocktail
My power, power to the chainmail
The things we need to penetrate won't go back there
Oh, but what a time to divide us
Another day, another f*cker to prime us
For understanding where we are only hides us
From ritual suicide
It'll find us one way or another
It's in the habits in the veins of our brothers
It never stopped, it never needed to cover
It's ass, like us, to survive
It might be out of line to forget her
But what can I be but a voyeur
There's nothing wrong with wanting to die
But I could never stop hot water