he saw growing disorder and chaos in the system.
all systems have their own disorder.
it wouldn't be a system if everything was perfect
perfect is just a word but was it ever our truth
they followed the system but who has broken glass in their eyes
It all came down to that one dangerously dark night
followers of every rule were killed by the rules binding them
yet i find myself obsessed with perfection
I blame it on my desires that I secretly try to hide
For systems are broke by greed and love.
