Anguish

Militia marches off to war

Missing limbs is what they have in store

I feel nothing for them

They terrorize us to vote

Beat down people for what they’ve wrote

They feel nothing for us

I wish

We didn’t live in a city called Anguish

We dull ourselves with awful liquor

We glue our eyes to the news ticket

I wish we weren’t sheep to the slaughter

No, we’re the cannon fodder

I wish

We didn’t live in a city called Anguish

Nightmare

Is a street I live on, over there

Chaos

Is a suburb that fears no loss

Why do we live here?

Hope is a town over yonder

Why do we wonder

Why?

Do live with such fear, here

I wish, we didn’t live in a city called Anguish

Nightmare

Is a street I live on, over there

Chaos

Is a suburb that fears no loss

Why do we live here?

We have no choice (x5)