Complacent

Three minutes left, the clock clicks toward your final breath Now what's on the line is what you will say for the thousandth time Close your eyes and wait patiently. Recall back to apathy Love wilts and the flower dies. Forever never had a place in me You wanted something, something for nothing Would life be good enough to set you free? You wanted something, something for nothing Would death be enough to let you sleep? You wanted something, something for nothing It won't be getting easier The light in me is fading dimmer Was I good for this? Me and life seemed to never fit Were my intentions considered in the way this played out? Or am I just filling in another grave? Did I take enough to even the score? Or did life just run its cycle on another number You wanted something, something for nothing Would life be good enough to set you free? You wanted something, something for nothing Would death be enough to let you sleep? You wanted something, something for nothing If you could see what I've seen you wouldn't question me Don't question me. Don't you fucking question me