Members Only/Cost of Living
What is left of everything
Separation, 6 degrees
Cost of life’s worst deprivation
Loss of my own motivation
To cope
I’m not scared anymore

Late nights
Lost fights
Constant thoughts of
Fearing death is always knocking;
Waiting for me just behind the door

Truth in
Conscious of turning myself into
Someone so afraid of stagnant life

I’m not scared anymore
I’m not scared anymore

When is it okay?
To worry about the morning
Making it through the night
Was always an option