משמעות החיים פשוטה: מוות.

my friend. my lover. my enemy.
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This is not the life we wanted,
We didn’t ask for any of this.
But it doesn’t really matter,
No body asks us how we wanna live.
We can scream, we can shout
But will anyone hear?
We can rise, we can fight,
But will it make the fear disappear?

This is not a war, if you'd fight me I'd give up right away.
Use your words as a sword; I'll use my tears as a defense.
Bring your troubles as your soldiers,
Use you pain for the leading man.
Let your home be the battle field,
And use me as your enemy-friend.
The fire in your eyes, the desire to kill -
Are making you weaker, you're becoming ill.

And even though I come in peace,
You unleash your rage as a starving dog.
Your heart became colder than a beast's,
Just leave me hanging in my thick, night fog.
Memories of you will not fade,
How could they, when I rewind them in my head?
Talk to me in my dreams so I will forget by dawn,
We live not die, we laugh not to cry, and we come undone.

But I'm not scared of you anymore,
I grew up, I found a cure.
I'm not afraid of your touch and your voice,
I have found my way, I made my choice.
And I'd love to see you laugh again,
'cause after all you are my friend.
And though you think it's over and dead,
You're the eternal sunshine of my spotless head.