We Got a System

Such a desperate situation
Living in this hell on earth, yeah

We went deep inside of your room
And turned out all the lights
And made it so I could not find the door

We got a system
We write the rules we medicate
Brother and sisters
There are no losers in this game

Blood spilled on the escalator
Sacrificed at the makeup counter

Maybe we can come back
When you get your stitches out
I'm sure we’ll find, something for you to do
Yes we'll find, something for you to do
I'm sure we’ll find something for you to do

We got a system
We write the rules we medicate
Brother and sisters
There are no losers in this game

It's a dirty shame
Your courage leaves you
When you need it most, yeah