Mother Teresa Chokeslams the World

This one's coming way out of the dark
 Like a flash of light to your ambitious thoughts
 You break your neck for nothing
 Reconstructive surgery's far off
 When will the day come? The day of flattery
 When will the time come when we've grown out of this?
 Just stop bullshitting me
 This blood-stained flag of regret sits at half-mast and you have been boxed in
 You're about to witness something, the choice of life or death or sin
 (Remember those days?)
 The days when your dreams were the only thing you had to keep you awake?
 (When will these times change?)
 When we're not living in this close-to-comatose state?
 (We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting)
 For these bones to completely break
 (We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting)
 And though these holes have grown
 We'll wait while you keep making noise
 And as it sounds we're drowning you out
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 You've locked every single door
 You can't afford to make mistakes
 What used to make you feel like more than the rest of the world is gnawing at your gates
 You're no stranger to these accidents
 And the difference between us is we will persist, persist
 We will persist, persist
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 We're tired of waiting, tired of waiting
 For these bones to completely break
 (We're tired of waiting, tired of wasting away)
 And though these holes have grown
 We'll wait while you keep making noise
 And as it sounds (we're drowning you out)
 Drowning you out