Drug Mule

How quickly our morality devolves before the fear of pain.
We sell our children off. Now we speak in a different 
language.
This is where we sleep tonight. We took it all. Drug mules 
with fear in our stomachs.
A self-induced coma to forget our failure.
And if we could only claw ourselves open, we could fight 
over our cooling entrails for a moment of warmth.
We're fucking dead. They left us to fend for ourselves.
We mourn their deaths but we overlook what they gave their 
lives for.
We have nothing. We took it all. We have nothing. We gave 
it all away. We have everything.