The Storm Upstairs Lyrics
What a time to be alive when you realize life's what you despise
It was never beautiful, it was never suitable
For a soul to manifest as physical
Engineered to be cynical
An intense longing for euthanasia
An exploration of misanthropia
A worship of the disturbed mind
The new baseline of humankind
With all life's pleasures at our fingertips
We're hoarding treasures on this sinking ship
I'll lie in wait
I'll die with hatred in my heart as we werе doomed from the start
Your selfish intеntions
Your children merely a collection
In a grotesque act of abject subjection
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What a time it is to be alive
To live a selfish life
To want to die
Since fairness can't exist in nature
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