on broken wings
nothing new
So this is it, What it all amounts to There isn't anyone who wouldn't step on me to get ahead Carnivores are gnawing and the pain won't quit its borrowing  I haven't got the stomach to stomach all your vomiting All we do is trample over Draining spirits It's in our blood So this is it,   What it all amounts to, That there isn't anyone who deserves this world