Bad Place To Be

There's a fire sale on our fake tears Law of diminishing returns We all love the company that we keep And all its lessons never learned No more safe space Fist fights in your head Bullets every scene Tent City and the dead Young enough to be still hungry It all suits self-centered needs We've given flowers to a devil Prolonging pain and fueling greed Chemical slavery Fist fights in your head No more in between Tent City and the dead Is this a bad place to be? Shoulda known better It's getting harder to believe We shoulda known better Too numb to be afraid Fist fights in your head Sirens are the screams Tent City and the dead Is this a bad place to be? Shoulda known better It's getting harder to believe We shoulda known better Is this a bad place to be? Shoulda known better It's getting harder to believe We shoulda known better