Smooth and hard with vacant eyes
staring back from this disguise
you'll never even recognize
a being long after it dies

the lies they told to reach a goal
the innocence they may have stole
the stress that took it's deathly toll
we're made of the same stuff as coal

all the money you have made
all those bills you somehow paid
getting rich just to get laid
work to the bone 'cause you're afraid

have to prove that you are tough
but never feeling good enough
always needing some more stuff
life can be a little rough

worry will get you no place
while putting wrinkles on your face
running in this sad rat race
until you're gone, without a trace

but eternity is yours to take
it is real, it is not fake
the choice is only yours to make
choose wisely now, before your wake!