A life wasted, is a life in vain, and a life in vain isn't worth the pain. I am comforfortably numb, but the feeling will return. With it comes an inferno, and it's going to burn. How did I get here, from whence did I come. The feeling is returning, I'm uncomfortably glum. Better living through chemistry, that's what my era taught me. It's not better living, it's just a fallacy. I hope when you crash, there's something to save. You're worth much more, than the chemical you crave.