loves the death of peace of mind

I wonder if we'll smile
In our coffins while
Loved ones mourn the day
Absence of our face
Living, laughing, eyes awake
Is this too much for them to take?

Too young for one's conclusion
The lifestyle won
Such values you taught your son
That's how

Look at me now
I'm broken
Inherit my life
I'm broken

One day we all will die
Clichéd fact of life
Force-fed to make us heed
Inbred to sponge our bleed
Every warning, a leaking rubber
A poison apple for mingled blood
Too young for one's delusion
The lifestyle cost
Venereal mother embrace the loss

That's how
Look at you now
You're broken
Inherit your life
You're broken
That's how
Look at us now
I'm broken
Inherit my life
I'm broken
That's how
Look at me now
I'm broken (broken)
I'm broken (broken)
I'm broken (broken)
I'm broke