Long faces
and sad eyes
and sad eyes
Reflected back
in the glass
in the glass
Feelings of loss
and depression
and depression
Hoping to find
some satisfaction
some satisfaction
A cold dark room
A man strapped to a table
His peers watch
Like this is all normal
The man was a killer
He took someone's life
Felt no greaterA man strapped to a table
His peers watch
Like this is all normal
The man was a killer
He took someone's life
No smile on his face
Their motives shallow
If the glass were a mirror
They'd see the killers
The switch is pulled
Or the needle injected
The man goes to sleep
Unaffected
And the peoples faces
They don't ever change
Solemn and sad
No happiness found
Was the love
For your loved one so shallow
That to take another's life
Made it all better
Why else follow
The path of the killer
Why become something
That makes you no better
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