G. a. B. G. a. S.

I can't stand so I'll sit and see what we've all become

A nation of liars and thieves, it festers with no room to seethe

Dreams of the broken, schemes as wide as the ocean

Cemetery of broken teeth choke the words of the unspoken

Deepest fears

Worn like a prized souvenir

Ink is spilling, constantly failing, we are all drowning

Is this what we call "collective improving"?

Think nothing of the thoughtless ruin

The fall is here, my friends

Foundations of sand

Good luck on your walk through the field of graves

Dead ends are showing

We've buried anything slightly thought provoking

Grey matter is our mine field, tickers mistaken for insulated shields

Carrion fledglings are circling our body parts

Ink is spilling, constantly failing, we are all drowning

Is this what we call "collective improving"?

Think nothing of the thoughtless ruin

Fuses on the roots

Piercing through the tomb

Ink is spilling, constantly failing, we are all drowning

Ink for the dances of cancerous masses

One foot in the grave, one foot on a fresh banana peel

False bravado until the end, the art of the steal

Judgment is in, good luck in the court of appeals

Tried to bend the knee but you forgot how to kneel

Gonna take a chance when you overstep your bounds

Double up your makeup, mockingbird's sad clown

Echo chamber playground, ambition is earthbound

Never gonna die when the lost are fucking found

Ink is spilling, constantly failing, we are all drowning