Unnatural reactionaries
Viable beliefs
Indescriptive monologues
of who we claim to be

Consequential sacrifice
Undetermined malcontent
Incandescent youth lost to this place.

Don't tell me that you know what's going down
You never had a part to play in this
You were never anywhere around
me, when the world was falling down
So who's to say that I shoud be there now?

Predetermined losses
Projected lack of gain
Spontaneous martyrdom
The only source of fame

Poisoned by complacency,
My life may seem ill-fated,
It can be a viscious killer,
Yet so often underrated

Don't tell me that you know what's going down
You never had a part to play in this
You were never anywhere around
me, when the world was falling down
So who's to say that I shoud be there now?

So send me your condolences
In the form of misplaced sympathy
And watch me turn my back on all your shit.