More than one way
More than one way
More than one way
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
It's tongue is never tied
Chorus:
Wither and die
Wither and die
Wither
No your self pity isn't
Dark knowledge isn't wisdom
No your apathy isn't
Smart fit into the system
Chorus
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