Route 1 (All Else Failed)

Kneel down! Want to get this over with, then stay down, avert my eyes, Because if I say a word, I cut my own throat This plague contaminated everything You, I, no exceptions We reptiles crawl, this bitter taste of dirt. Won't Last We'll both fuckin' starve. I give up. I accept. Guilty. End discussion. If we build this up, we can tear it back down! In one breath, one single word,the wrong word, Fucks everything back! One man faces forward, as the other sits silent and still We both lose. One path, two directions, both end in separation We both lose, we both saw this coming Three things, three separate things What we want, what we need an what we get This is what we get