They told him that anything
Would go, anyone would pass,
You would only live once,
And cowards die a hundred times after that,
It was a game
Before he figured out how to play
It was a joke
Everyone laughing perfectly in sync with him
Never mind their shoulders tensed
With the knowledge of their emptiness
Now the moment was calling to him
Only a fool would cop out
The first drag was his hook,
The next party drew him in,
Last night he didn’t come home
And now his mother is out looking for him
What started out as fun
Became meaningless dream slaughter
Live one time for the last time
And then, boy, please go Home.