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. I'm broken. 

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. I'm broken.