Live long and prosper
Have a nice day
You crack a false smile
And walk your own way
Death awaits those
Who strive to live
In the end of the fable
You're the fugitive
Walk on by
And don't look down
Step every step
With a firm and happy frown
Desperate actions
Inherent fear
Choke on the oxygen
Go blind in the clear
It's not your place
To lecture me
I'm always right
My insecurities
Back me up
And shut you up
So leave me alone
And come over at eight
