Life
oh what a drag
whys it always us left holding the bag
our just trying to live
some men are cast as fugitive
destroy so no one will learn
light the match and watch the kerosene burn
they'll say a crackhead set the fire
no one will know it was really a funeral fire
every thing we've built is going to be gone
how will we be able to move on
because we know this is just a space
our family will survive
in any place
burn hotter cremate
we've got to destroy so we can create
a new life far away from here
lets cover our tracks and disappear