Drape their caskets in red, white and blue
Sing their trumpets louder than all
Oh, gather in mourning and die the fucking same
You will never live a life to look back at
The day of my pointless vengeance is coming, and with it, my sleep
My ticket to get out of this fucking place
So, I sit and wait, until I trade my blossomed blade for rounds and ice

Procure my words, scholars of God and law
I am the sleeping cell of cancer in your spine
Even when I call you by name, you all still think it's a fucking game
Writing off the hurt as controlled creativity

A riddle in plain sight
Flowers for my broken heart
And when they've dried, their graves are all that's left that's mine
Everyones a victim in this silent war
(Fuck 'em)
You fucking bitch

I used to be torn between screaming for help and hoping for silence
Luckily for me, the latter was true

Carve on every bullet sent through the black and blue
Fuck God (Fuck God)
But most of all, fuck you
But most of all, fuck you
Oh, when I die
Tag my name on every precinct, church and prison cell as a reminder of what it came down to
When this comes to an end, my name won't sail through the years: "8791"
Just another "no motive"
Cut me from your books
Forget I was overlooked
I'm the bait, so, set the fucking hook
You'll get what no one deserves

You'll get what
No one deserves
You'll get what
No one deserves
You'll get what
No one fucking deserves
You'll get what
Everybody fucking deserves

(Orphan)