Whatever Happened to Man's Best Friend

Journal linked to the outside
 Iris set to sun, I'm lost
 I'm thinking the gallows the best option lately
 They stole what was precious to me, and why not
 Gotta dig a tunnel through the city, there's not long left to go
 Gotta dig a tunnel through the city, push your soul
 Burn the building from a distance
 Send your get wells somewhere else
 I'm walking away, and I suggest you do the same
 Guidance makes the belief in heroes from the past no more
 Take the uncertain home please and just break it
 I steal what is precious to me and why not
 Gotta dig a tunnel through the city, there's not long left to go
 Gotta dig a tunnel through the city, push your soul
 Burn the building from a distance
 Send your get wells somewhere else
 I'm walking away, and I suggest you do the same
 I'm walking away, may I suggest you do the same