Street Sects - If This is What Passes for Living | Текст песни

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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

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