You're a beautiful corpse

Lying in a puddle of the products

That a standardizing government created

With their expectations so high

That no one can reach them

Trapped in what is though the best

By the tyrants who hold the leash

And whip the chains

'round your neck is a noose

Of the ribbons from colorful commercial packages

The world and it's ways are eating you alive from the inside out

Destroying what your imagination created

The only place where you feel safe

When everything around you is so out of proportion

That's where you go but it's deteriorating right before your eyes

Brought up on the riches that others hatefully give

The memories of a diseased youth

Reflect on your cold tear-stained cheeks

The tears fill the cup

That society collects and sells on tv