It's all a vicious game a tragic joke. A pointless twist of fate. The sun will rise the sun will set. All for it's own resplendent sake. . But fools like you get mist eyed.
Respirators, ventilators. High and holy legislators. Give me agony, pure agony. Aah, vegetation, indignation. Endless one-way conversation. Ain't living to me, yeah.
Why must we fight. Must we shatter sweet dreams. The way we hurt each other night after night. It's almost obscene. . Must we tear at our hearts. Even now while we're alone in the dark.