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.