The true meaning of life
is that we are dieing
each passing second of the day
you wait for love to fill the void
as it slowly rots you away

Open your nostril
and breathe in deep
that chalky white powder
never puts you to sleep
feel your addiction start to rest
as you snort and sniff that next breath

the true meaning of life
is that we are dieing
each passing moment of the night
lieing awake
envisioning heavens tunnel of light

Smoke billows in the room
shattering the ensence of stale perfume
relax and lean back
the world seems at ease
everythings ok
in this hazy state of peace

the true meaning of life
is that we are crying
alone each day and each night
we can feel our minds and our bodies
starting to drift out of sight

We kill our brain
just to dull the pain
we hold deep within
but mindless sensations
don't compare to the altercations
you must live with
till the end

life is about living
for the here and now
so breathe in
and let it all out