I Was Kinda Hoping I'd Be Dead by Now

Negatively struck, positively fucked
Absolutely losing appetite

In queue
Year of the Apath (sacrifice for a dime)
Pearl clutchers telling us to stay in line

Death's due

Watch the machine kill (with shock and awe)
Praise to the bullet that ends it all

And austerity claims its prize

Caught in a compromise crossfire
Playing blind to omnipresent pain
Humans of wrested passion
Crimes which become the fashion

I saw the light fade from your eyes