WTD?

Some of us are gonna die
 Faster than the other guys
 Ones I thought shoulda been shining my shoes
 That's how a gamble's gamed
 Real until it's razed away forcibly
 Descend from ladder to chute
 And call that a truce
 So high, quite low
 Mid-range, domains you control
 "Drink me," shrink down
 Make a toast to the loss, you allowed it
 And if I've had enough of flora and fauna
 Then what is the drama?
 Hold me close 'til the next year's trauma
 What is the drama?
 Wish I had said something
 But we can't go back in time
 Goons waltz in wearing shitkicking grins
 Without reason, without cadence
 So, we're gonna die
 Faster than our fathers make crime
 Out of fiction, a silent cohesion
 Less paranoia, more progress
 If I've had enough of flora and fauna
 Then what is the drama?
 Hold me close 'til the next year's trauma
 What is the drama?
 Ha ha
 Unknowns derange me
 But I make it my own
 And own up, get down
 This is happening 'cause you allowed it
 That's enough of flora, fauna
 What is the drama?
 You were splayed for the valet, a cap gun on ya
 (Had enough of flora and fauna)
 Now put your hands where I could see 'em
 Is there any drama? (What is the drama?)
 Had enough of flora and fauna
 What is the drama?
 Hold me close 'til the next year's trauma
 What is the drama?
 Had enough of flora and fauna
 What is the drama?
 Hold me close 'til the next year's trauma
 What is the drama?