Early Grave - Discourse

For every method of self-abuse

And lives stolen through directed use

For every cleverly disguised noose

And victims left unable to choose

All the problems that you can’t face

The mistakes that you want to escape

And the regrets you try to erase

Still exist at the end of the day

Nothing standing in my way

No path to an early grave

I hold in contempt

Profit from addiction

Targeted from birth

No concern for those afflicted

For every loved one i’ve watched decay

And everything that stands in my way

For every path to an early grave…

Straight edge — the choice remains.