Overwhelmed neurons
Insurmountable aeons
Endless individuals
In a pointless existence
What do we amount to ?
Just a mass of flesh and bones
We think we've come so far
But words hurt more than stones
We do nothing but use and get used
You either abuse or get abused
This husk does it even have a soul
We like to think that way
But we'll never truly know
We like to think we're special
But we're still just meat
It's just the way of life
The strong prey on the weak
Perhaps it's hard to see
Through the facade of lies
But it never passed the test of time
And at some point it dies
They all just drain away
At whatever they get
It starts with sweetness
Compelling you to stay
But it's just a tool
To melt your insides
You're on your way to be consumed
It slowly drains you
And just to make sure
They get it all out
With sweetness they lure
And get rid of doubt
It feels so real
It almost feels warm
But ever so slowly
You join the swarm
The porcelain whores
Empty inside
Something you will learn to hide
Pretty on the outside
But petty and hollow
Forged into creating sorrow
You will feed on others
Like there's no tomorrow
Nothing will sate
Your thirst for something more
You'll get to the point
Where even consuming them
Will leave you sore
You'd want it to stop
But there's no salvation
To be a porcelain whore
Is an endless tribulation
For others but also for you
There's simply nothing to do
It's a chain that never ends
We all exist to consume
Or consume to exist
There's no such thing as bliss
And it will never cease
