This comes as no surprise,   We're emptying our supplies    We're only thinking about the    Size of the pile of shit to buy    Over and over we take what we want    To take even if the bond with nature will break   And when I lay me down to sleep    I wonder why I'm feeling fucking incomplete   I must try to be the guy that defeats all the lies    Wiser than the ones that I despise   So listen now      We're living in this world and we're killing it    It's so absurd, and for dollar bills    We keep on drilling it, until we're mentally ill      A big burial site, no light in this endless night    Please let me rewrite the story to get it right