Going along in this world of hate Where every little flaw seeks to penetrate Whats left to do when you know the truth? When everyday you get older you wish for your youth Too many wounds left open for death And overdosed morphine injected breathes all of the emotions that seek to destroy Will never rest alone like a forgotten toy With so many ways for the mind to medicate It will never be possible to survive at this rate In the end nothing at all will seem relative Except for all the scars, stitches, and sedatives
