Hated by Life Itself
"Don't you wish for death when you're feeling weak!Hardships aren't as hard as they seem to be!"Sure, say that all you want, you're not fooling meWith those words you never mean. While I don't care to die, I don't mind a bitBut someone I love? ...God, I think I'd wish I didI suppose "Because I won't like it"Is all my ego is
Happy to gaze upon the pain of the haven't-met,Cowering in our hatred has become a fashion trendEven so, we're supposed to "live a peaceful life"?Even though I bet it's nice, I bet we've tried Someone succumbs behind the colors of the monitorDeep in grief, another weeps by singing in their honorHearing that song, a humming young boy wanderedOff with a knife and an offer
Everybody hated well by life itself, we'll never knowWhy they force code and ego on the radioDay-to-day, they're singing out "I'll take you down", but then again,Who takes when they're really being generous?
Everybody hated well by life itself, we'll never knowWhy "I want to die" is treated like another jokeThat world where we see the worth in growing old,Anybody hated well by life itself will never know.
Penniless again, through the day anew,I decide to praise the lazy and sing out of tuneLost upon life's meaning, I take in the truth,Breathe and see there isn't anything I'm meant to do
Would these wounds be better off expressedWith the lowly illustration "I'm so lonely" suggests?Shouldering nothing but this stubbornness,I'm nothing but alone when I go to bed
Kids with passion to play make-believe willBecome young adults with a will to achieveAs we age, there comes a day we fester like a falling leaf,Carried down without a clue to prove we ever breathed
Breathing on for centuries in a deathless design,Bored for eternity, the only to surviveThese are the kinds of sci-fi dreams always on my mind.
Numb to the pain, can I die? Though I'm not afraid,All the same, I have to pay attention to the hearts I'd breakLost in conflicting thoughts, I'm sure they'd have a lot to sayYes, I can guess what they'd convey:
"Perfect things need to stay as perfect as they always were.""If you can't confront demise, then live the life you don't deserve."Since we're bound to end up sad and back to being hurt,We should laugh with the friends we lack forever
Everybody hated well by life itself, we'll never knowWhy we claim to get the happiness we haven't shown.Angered by our past hands, past, as we complain aloud,We smile while pretending that we're better now
Everybody hated well by life itself, we'll never knowWhy "So long" took on the meaning of "I wanna go"That time where "Goodbye" implied "For now, I hope"
Anybody hated well by life itself will never know
Contentment and exits, affection and friendshipsThey're gifts you can get for your moneyWithin but a whimsical fantasy.
I could be dead tomorrow, yet I'm sure in some way,
When I go, I'll get to know my life was such a waste.Through daylight and stardom, through springtime and autumn,We die everyday, and that's exactly why I chaseNo wishes or visions; since all I can afford Is protecting your life, I ask for that and nothing moreOf course... That's surelyAll I'll ever need to sing for.
Hated well by life itself, we'll never knowWhat makes the meaning matter when we die aloneIt'll taint you, it'll taint two,Soon enough, the rest of us will sink like a leaf into Anywhere we know it's not for naught, 'cause we don't stopGoing out and off, always giving everything we gotTo killing,
to kicking,
to grinning,
to gritting,
Living,
living,
living,
living,
Living on
