These days life's toil and troubles make my blood boil and bubble
Feeling alone. . im the lone rose that growed from soil and rubble.
Drowned in puddles formed from the tears i shed over my ex - girl
Because right now . .Love is nothing but another four letter word.
For better, for worse. . Maybe it was pure fate that we'd seperated
now we argue over the very same ring we were once engaged with.
She's amazing . . . . what made me think to cheat on this princess?
i made her a Laughing Stock. . like Doctor Hibert from the simpsons.
Id slept with her best friend, now she dosent want shit to do with me
so im back on the net . . searching for that Window of XP- tunity.
drowning in a ocean of mixed emotions, . .then asking myself Why?
Why the hell id gambled with love, and lost the best thing in my life.
Losing her was like death itself, i wish theres someway things could change
Our love used to Burn with passion, now its more an Extinguished Flame. .

in our society of physical presents and materialism,
there are problems with basic values and traits,
and for me to put a voice to my grievous antagonism,
will cause me to be treated with unsupported hate.

The flame of intelligence is gone from the offspring,
they're slaves to their toys and their video games,
neurons frying, losing arts and the ability to sing,
out in joy from their happiness at being the same,
as their friends who just smoke packs, and drink,
and do drugs and flunk, losing the ability to think,
to create art with a flame of passionate yearning,
they go on as if they have never stopped learning.
this generation after mine, full of insane thoughts,
are pulling apart existence and making God a fool,
and finally when intelligence comes back, we'll rot,
we'll be in a downward spiral, too late for renewal.

so I emplore thee, children of those who came before me,
see the fault in your ways, treat life as more than a game,
it's prescious, like queens, it requires to be treated regally,
or your ways will be the water that extinguished life's flame....