Why oh Why,
  do we toss the dice
  when the last thing we should gamble
  with is our lives

         Why oh Why,
           are we so good at lies
           but often so bad
           when we try and deny

Why oh Why,
  are we not color blind
  when the color, all bleed
  is red on the inside

          Why oh Why,
            do we love the light
            but only when it shines
            in the cervices of other lives

Why oh Why,
  when we go to die
  that we concentrate
  mostly on life