Not Meant to Last

Self-medication it seems part of the flawed equation

Always coping with the alienation

Forever groping for a good vibration

At least it numbs me to the frustration,

I feel the society slipping away

But they tell me that God has a better way,

Serene moments not meant to last

Tormented by a controversial past

A world declining much too fast

At times I certainly feel outclassed,

I feel the society slipping away

But they tell me that God has a better way,

Slipping into the darkness of the night

Sometimes losing my will to fight

At least I can distinguish wrong from right

Does it take a hand gun so others will be more polite?

I feel the society slipping away

But they tell me that God has a better way,

You have no idea what you did to this man

Your damaged soul must have had a plan

Our future was nothing more than washed away sand

More abandonment than I could possibly stand,

I feel the society slipping away

But they tell me that God has a better way.