Why the hell do we do this
Is it just some rhetorical test
The choices before your endless rest
Are we waiting
For a cold cement tomb
An eternity in a windowless room
I can see how they lose
Dropping all the normal thought
The right or wrong we were taught
Maybe its easier to have nothing
The killers and all the droolers
Rather then trading places with company rulers
Lets just go out singing
Look at the bright side life
Till you realize every single thing is strife