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
