Yesterday Was getting ready Today Is blasting off Tomorrow A place far away Pull the lever back And blast myself To a place far away To get far from Where you all stay Tomorrow I'll be on my way To a place Oh so far away
I walk down the street The people passing by Trained on my moving feet To yet another pig sty Its always in the back of my mind The infection Always asking why I must try A reason I am yet to find And its all I can do But to sit and cry
How can you deny it The flood inside you Flowing for your life Yet pushed below To make way for the river of death It stabs like a knife But the dead feel no pain Stabbing your heart Until we are all but slain
As I live and breathe In a room of people Most come just to leave Some stay and mingle Most are gone now The room is hot From warm bodies long lost to time And those who leave not Find an open door For soon The room will be no more
Life is a game To win is to lose It's all one in the same We like to think it's all our own But it's really a chicken without a head To win To lose Really, do we get to chose?