Id/Hindsight - Snapcase

We were those people

Created upon synthetic dreams of economic merit

But we are now the pariahs

Recreated upon the nostalgia of a future exile

An exile to an unknown home

We are your savages

The so-called uncivilized

We are the untamed

We are the pariahs

Come watch the stars with me

And so I know that it’s been told that I sold my soul

Deny my solitude

I can’t make it alone

I admit to you, I can’t make it alone

And I need you to know I can’t

How I have forsaken you

How I deserted you

Stranded, I deserve to be

With my accomplishments, I abandoned you

Come live to die with me

I can’t

We can