rejection like a promise unfulfilled from an emptiness distiled as one final sign perpetuates our solo decline we've failed the systems we've created drag us down on crowed streets we'll die alone our dreams are only flesh and bone one day some way when you fall apart and waste away you'll see no doubt
this world is gonna spit you out drained no sign of life this world of lies is gonna cut you down to size they'll spit you out like a spoke in their machine some people break like gla** it just might be your final chance to feel can you distinguich fate from what seems real enamored by the romance of regret