The Politics Of Living And The Shame In Dying

I wish I was here

All this white light's gone black and no one's here to see

I wish I could scream, "Stop this awkward confusion

And let me be"My system to keep wishing

My system could workBlack ink has the cure

Feel good knowing your solution if forgotten in a year

I'll wait just to never really have to decide

'Cause it's our goddamn right to live

Yet it's still not our choice to dieMy system could work

But it's all I can do to breathe is waitMy system to keep wishing

My system could work

Why do I? Why do I try?

My system, my system could workMy system to keep wishing

My system could work

Why do I? Why do I try?

My system, my system could work