More than one way
Our genocide spits and slithers
Inside my innards writhe
Tempers taut, dried and withered
You can't hide your boring lives
In every eye lies a sliver
Dark tears that go undried
Tomorrow will deliver
Its tongue is never tied
Wither and die
No, your self pity isn't dark
Knowledge isn't wisdom
No, your apathy isn't smart
Fit into the system