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 los$. That's how



Look at you now. You're broken



Inherit your life.