Degeneration
Where have all the morals gone?
You think you’ve found all the answers
But then it slips away
While I sit and sing my song
So you take another drink
And pop another pill
Hoping that man will come along
Your dream in reality
The one to fit your bill
Your list is long
No one ever makes it through
When you found a man to be there
Another always comes to you
Superficial is the game
And contradictions what you seek
Friction is a coin toss
A predator each week
Words don’t mean a thing
Just like the air you breathe
Little a heart
Careless for yourself
You only live to bleed
You’ll never know
And never find what you seek
A good thing is too easy
Maturity is too blind
So lets be bare
And open
And never whisper words
The air that leaves our lips
Only in moans and groans
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