Adapted to defeat Reject the idea of opportunity This town's been fucking dead Collecting dust Can't pay the rent The glossy glow of what never was Seize the day to die tomorrow Modify our stories To fit your narrative Everything's closing in The new norm is spreading yourself thin The picket fence The American dream Your free enterprise At the cost of our lives This is a war On the body and the mind At the cost to survive Death is rationalized With everything chipping away Always a foot in the grave Learn to obscure the truth Either way, we all lose