the sense is lost
no matter what,
you know the cost
your life is a squat.
the final touch,
exquisite blue,
you see that much
babe, life is cruel!
you walk the lane,
you hear pain,
you know you are not
gonna win the court.
it's over you,
it's more that fun,
two minutes more
and thing is done.
you are not more,
you are a corpse,
and than you breath
last sigh of release.