Consuming our lives
Feigning for rage
Too manifesting
To just be a stage
Dove head first
Invested too much
We're already sold
Discovered a crutch
There`s no f**ing middle ground
You can't walk this f**ing fence
You're either down or you're not...
Sick of all the half-a** kids
Who don't f**ing give a sh**
Eat it up, spit it out, leave us nothing
And happily quit
We've put all our eggs in one basket
And when I die there will be an X on my casket
A f**ing X on my casket