There's little use for the fallen A waste of space, fleeting time, bleeding their lives For their lack of potential All we've seen, is the damning weight Of these district walls How will we rewrite our stories and end this Keep tearing them apart Keep tearing them apart Wells are drying, people dying, there's nothing left Wells are drying, people dying, there's nothing left Nowhere to go Nowhere to go, there must be more to this Flee these streets before this city burns Nowhere to go