You're only owed your death You gotta earn the rest Unnamed tragedies Forgotten histories
We can bicker like we breathe Count inconsistencies like heartbeats While the system rolls on and rolls right over your true identity
So we sing ourselves to sleep
We can bicker like we breathe Count inconsistencies like heartbeats While the buildings grow tall as we turn our friends into our enemies While the ones who would see us all dead or our soulds sold to slavery They still laugh and they spit as they cound up the money and bodies
You're only owed yer death (only owed your death?!?!) Gotta earn the rest Every single breath Measures out what's left
