We sit around the table that represents our lives
It bears scratches and marks and reveals our lies
At
one end sits the present and at the other the past
This feast may be good but like our lives its done to fast
The
food is cold and bitter and the room remains still
As new life brings joy we come in for the kill
Chorus.....
We feasted like kings on the hearts of all who believed
They were fools not to undress us and see
Now we are full
from the hearts and all the tears
This life has been left unfinished we are left with no more years
Chorus
On the surface of the table it seems clean and smooth
Yet on the bottom it reveals another story....
The
story reveals the truth that need not be told
It reveals our lives from young to old
Somehow this life feels
unfulfilled and bitter cold
From the birth canal of life to 10 feet below
We cant seem to choke down these
pills,death is too much to swallow
Chorus
