Storm Drains

I'd pour a bottle down my throat if it really helped
 But we know it doesn't
 It's a fucking copout and I wish it wasn't.
 Let me sink
 Into the space between the storm drains
 So I can hear
 The trampling on the pavement above
 No on here
 No on here
 Has any thought to question
 Why we kill
 Why we kill the things we pretend to love
 We didn't earn a chance to feel at peace
 We just pretend we gave it a shot
 While worlds away the cultures weep
 As the symbol of the casualties we forgot
 Who the fuck gave us the pass
 Alphas in the pig pen
 Sucking back the feed
 Like some kind of godsend
 Let me sink
 Into the space between the storm drains
 So I can hear
 The trampling on the pavement above
 No on here
 No on here
 Has any thought to question
 Why we kill
 Why we kill the things we pretend to love
 Life is a lost cause
 Lost
 Lost under the surface
 Lost
 No place, no purpose
 Lost between the dirt and the stones
 I'd rather lie with the worms then the filth in our homes
 Let me sink
 Let me sink