The clock ticks away in the background
Souls linger around the midnight air, waiting to be found
Souls of the past
Gone due to a life lived too fast
Souls that don't really exist
But still they linger, still they persist
Heaven, Nirvana, the ultimate bliss
Hell and fire, the absence of a kiss
A path divided by two tracks
One with the promise of fake love and a mangled mind
The other with a guaranty of no hugs, no one of your kind
And with a single bullet is the decision you make
Your life, you let them take
And know your soul lingers in the midnight air
Looking around, hoping someone will care