People buy temporary pleasures
For permanent pain
They suffer but don't realize
There is nothing to gain
Short term things
Don't last forever
But who uses it mindlessly
Think they are clever
It makes us feel good
Makes us feel alive
But our soul inside rotts
And we wait for death to arrive
It's a trap where everyone goes
No one will be spared
Wise ones break out of it
Before the bad news is declared
Still it's hard
Even for the strong ones
The fight will always be there
Until there is breath in our lungs
