The One Who Passed Away

It's a question on my mind
Not a thought of suicide
Not alone but not alive
Inspired by the friend who died
It's a question only ansered by the rules being bent
It brings the rage in his soul to a calming deep breath

If the nightmares real or drugs with the nicotine
A brain-dead baby growing up to knowing for than me
Instincts should be followed away from the bottle
I need an answer from the dead even if it haunts me tomorrow

Not trying to be rude I just need to know
Do we feel no pain or carry on as a soul?
When the plug gets pulled and my bodies left decayed
Turn out the light no one in the room
Hear the wind blow in the sky a fool moon
As the answers revealed by the one who passed away...

Is this life worth living should I care of what I'm
Were you sitting with your family as we gathered for your viewing
Live in the dark no more never seen a better day
And were you reunited with all the friends who passed away
Last word manifest as we glide through the letters
Catastrophic consequences says we should've known better
But a friend no mockery intended this night
With a welcome at the séance don't forget to say goodbye

Not trying to be rude I just need to know
Do we feel no pain or carry on as a soul?
When the plug gets pulled and my bodies left decayed
Turn out the light no one in the room
Hear the wind blow in the sky a fool moon
As the answers revealed by the one who passed away...

Not trying to be rude I just need to know
Do we feel no pain or carry on as a soul?
When the plug gets pulled and my bodies left decayed
Turn out the light no one in the room
Hear the wind blow in the sky a fool moon
As the answers revealed by the one who passed away...