Are You Ok Kiddo? (F**k It Version)

"They send you here for life, that’s exactly what they take."

Our guise is that of an apparition
Enthralled in the vanity of self-worship
Our robe, our crown
As much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones

We'll have you begging for your mother in the morning
Your father is out
He's damn right he should be worried

They'll call you Jane Doe

One in a million
One and the same
One empty chamber
One less to blame

This is a failing institution and I've failed to notice

I've learned not to despise this sentiment
Complacency invokes atrophy's embrace

And so what if I can't leave this room?
That never stopped us before