Antisocial Darwinist

He was a good comedian
Except he wasn't funny at all
He made his money slinging honey
In the bathroom stall

She was on fire that helped
To keep the flame alive
Killing, and stealing, and willing
To pay the rent on time

She set a match to the pile
And set it alight
But the embers and the timbers
Have begun to die

While excited they collided
Till they thought they could fly
Grip slipping wings dripping
Because they flew too high

I'm an anti-social darwinist
And I don't think that I need your help
I'm an anti-social darwinist
And I get by just fine by myself

We'll break your bones
Break your bones
And put you in a caste
We'll burn your home
Leave you alone
And see how long you last

She was a good chameleon
But she had no karma at all
She lost her privilege burning bridges
Soaked in alcohol

He changed the locks
In hopes to keep himself alive
But his trouble only doubled
He was easy to find

She set a match to the pile
And set it alight
But the embers and the timbers
Have begun to die

While excited they collided
Till they thought they could fly
Grip slipping wings dripping
Because they flew too high

I'm an anti-social darwinist
And I think that I might need your help
The devil she's an arsonist
And I think that I might burn in hell

We'll break your bones
Break your bones
And put you in a caste
We'll burn your home
Leave you alone
And see how long you last



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Writer(s): Jack Brunson, Sean Curtis Strickland, Ben Scheffler
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