What if we're too late and our suicidal ways have permeated everything?
Every cell is poisoned - every inch of earth
Have we undergone a cataclysmic rebirth?

Nothing has been spared - nothing can be saved
Today's existence is a parody of yesterday
What is life so far removed from life?


Define, Deny...


Gone



We're on a sinking ship and the life boats are going down with it
Breathing in carcinogens, I wonder what "natural" might have been
Yeah, I'm part of this charade, but I'll have no part in breeding this shame

No $#&@ing way

Sometimes things die

(With a whimper, not a bang)
And we don't hear their goodbyes
(Like any other day)

Sometimes there is no hope
There is no hope


You can't always fix your mistakes
This time we're too late