Lyrics Early Grave - Discourse

Early Grave

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.