this year has killed so many without a moment's thought
seduced by a promise that things were soon to get better
the meaning of life has been lost forever
and they're waiting for me to discover them one
haven't you heard this old line before
out of boredom they married one sun spoiled day
accelerated to murder while blaming each other along the way
i finally started thinking straight
when i found there was nothing left to investigate
do we ever know when to end or to be satisfied
its time to look at something you've seen before but never noticed
something you've dragged on its belly through all of your years
entitled "the greatest companion" as it always stayed by your side
i'll pray that things get better
