I wonder if we'll smile in our coffins
(While loved ones mourn the day
The absence of our faces)
Living, laughing eyes awake
Is this too much for them to take?
Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won
Such values you taught your son
That's how
Look at me now
I'm broken
Inherit my life
One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life
(Force fed to make us heed
Inbred to sponge our bleed)
Every warning, a leaking rubber
A poison apple for mingled blood
Too young for ones delusion, the lifestyle cost
Venereal mother embrace the loss
