wait i feel so helpless in this haze better days are laid to rest lifes a test world of stress who is blessed can i get a little heart you know the deal our weakness is we feel torn apart still weve got to keep it real born of desire conspired denial be your own messiah saviour everything i am the liar jester to the sire i burn with your fire walk with me pleasing dreams are few and far between the good and badly needed breaks in life just so you dont hate yourself if you beileve some kind of masterwork this was all meant for something i am truly sorry although im really laughing inside because i know this all comes out to nothing go on beileve lifes some kind of masterwork this was all meant for something im sorry laughing inside for nothing sorry laughing inside for nothing rats in the front room roaches in the back junkies in the alley with a baseball bat im sorry laughing inside for nothing it was plain to see that your life was lost you was cold and your body swung back and forth but now your eyes sing the sad sad song of how you lived so fast and died so young
