adicted to bottle and the very last strand
the edge we all stand on
its a deep fall
and the straight-jackets a tight fit
stretch from the institutions' attempt at education
and we wanted out so bad
now look where we are
no more"viva la revolution"
no more bandits under the exit sign
we're in for quite a trip
theres no slate left to wipe clean
they say its the worst case they've ever seen
and we carry with us a smile the whole way
happy with the acceptance of it being the way it is
because it is how it is
and thats never gonna change things
maybe fate is a bitch like that
but we still gotta jump to fall