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?
Such values you taught your son.
Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won.
(pre) That's how. Look at me now.
Inherit my life. A poison apple for mingled blood.
One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life.
Force fed to make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed.
Venereal mother embrace the loss. Every warning, a leaking rubber,
Too young for ones delusion, the lifestyle cost (pre) That's how
Look at you now. Inherit your life.
(pre) That's how. Look at us now.
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