We're untouchable, a breed of our own. In kinship between those who live on the outside. Only idiots nurture a dying dream. A world separates our realities.
The remorseful subside & decline. Generations of deadbeat passive receptacles. Drooling in front of their glowing screens.
We have nothing to prove.
Caught between the percieved Life denied for a pale substitute Ask me! I will answer you honestly. Swear by the flag and the bible And my own mothers grave. If you get to the bitch before I do.