the rungs of this ladder are broken
we're stuck in a pit
to forget the escape is the way out
but what's one to do when the only thing comforting leads to an eternal sleep underground
everyone has their addictions everybody's weak and everyone someday will die
if everything's random we're so insignificant and none of this matters then why even try
were all just costumed illusions of self
we sift through the filth to discover our wealth
but riches are not always silver and gold
just somebody to love and a clean bill of health
is what this life is all about
and i know that its easy to get caught up in trivial s**t
but when the roof is cavin' in just remember that none of this matters in death
