From Laughter To Retching کے بول

Life's ways are narrow, a crawlspace in time Our existence shallow, no time for understanding Just seconds away, lies our own demise Our existence shallow, no time for understanding From laughter to retching, in one millisecond Burn out, only time to fade away, gone tomorrow dying today No time to live, only time to die and burn From laughter to retching, life's just for the reapers taking A perpetual wasteland, conveyor belt of flesh From start to end, no time for anything mend