Everyone is a vagrant of one lifeline
For a lifetime too short
Could you just
Look in the eye of these empty faces
Visages with nothing to define
Me neither
We are the rats
Carving holes to your system
Rotten to the core
Lurking in every shadow formed
Behind the structures far too tall
Woe to us
Oh animals in our own debris
Come on in please
I know we must leave in pieces
Incinerate us as waste
Burn! Scum! Burn!
By all means
Cry for help
There's no single one that cares
Problem solved for now, you think
Except we've lain eggs everywhere
Where do we breed?
And when is the date of delivery?
Shit, you're too late already.
You're too late
(To set things right)
Too fucking late
(To repair what's been broken)
And you too feed
The leeches of your own
Think you have a say

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