As the old cliché goes
That worn out saying
"That which doesn't kill you..."
Most surely cripple, main
What goes through the mind
Of such lively numb?
You better hold on tight son
The worst is yet to come
Pray for Jesus to love you
Thou your soul he sold
Call suicide hot line
And get the "please hold..."
But do not discriminate
Hate all equally, alone
Smile is only skin deep
But loathing goes right to the bone
It's an eye for an eye
Maybe life is not for everyone
Maybe life is not for everyone
As they watch you crumble, come undone
They won't mourn, they won't my son
Just lower you down and forget
If it was the though that counts
You'd be down to your last straw
Dream to pass the time
Until the reaper's at your door
'Cause it's an eye for an eye
Maybe life is not for everyone
Maybe life is not for everyone
As they watch you crumble, come undone
They won't mourn, they won't my son
Just lower you down
Writer(s): Tarmo Johannes Kanerva, Antti Remes, Villepetteri Laihiala
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