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 one's 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 one's delusion the lifestyle cost Venereal Mother embrace the loss That's how
Look at you now You're broken Inherit your life
Songwriters: Darrell Lance Abbott / Philip Anselmo / Philip Hansen Anselmo / Rex Brown / Rex Robert Brown / Vincent Paul Abbott
تاریخ انتشار : 1994
