Embody the right thing
Turning myself into you
Wrong about the right thing
Embody the irony too
I'll be going away
Never to be seen again
What's another 15 years but
I tried not to lie
What's the difference
I will spend 15 years away
As this is what I did
I will wait 15 years to see
A still-fucked ideology
You keep digging a grave
What's there left to dig?
All the dirt of the earth won't equate
To the bodies you put away
Etching days into the wall
Unsure of when or what to feel
That's the essence of the law
Burying things you wish weren't real
I'll be going away
Never to be seen again
What's another 15 years but
I tried not to lie
What's the difference
I will spend 15 years away
As this is what I did
I will wait 15 years to see
A still-fucked ideology
You keep digging a grave
What's there left to dig?
All the dirt of the earth won't equate
To the bodies you put away