And you open your door and step inside,
Were inside our hearts.
Imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light,
Thats right, your pain.
The pain itself, is a white ball of healing light....
I dont think so...
This is your life,
Good to the last drop.
It doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life, and its ending one minute at a time.
This isnt a seminar,
This isnt a weekend retreat.
Where you are now, you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like.
Only after disaster can we be ressurected.
It's only after you have lost everything, that you're free to do anything.
Nothing is static.
Nothing is evolving.
Everything is falling apart.
This is your life.
Doesnt get any better than this.
This is your life.
And its ending one minute at a time.
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake,
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
We are all part of the same compost heap.
We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.
You are not your bank account.
You are not the clothes you wear.
You are not the contents of your wallet.
You are not your bowel cancer.
You are not your grande latte.
You are not the car you drive.
You are not your fucking khakis.
You have to give up.
You have to give up.
You have to realise, that someday you will die.
Untill you know that....
You are useless.
I say, let me never be complete.
I say, may I never be content.
I say, deliver me from swedish furniture.
I say, deliver me from clever art.
I say, deliver me from clear skin, and perfect teeth.
I say, you have to give up.
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.
This is your life.
Doesn't get any better than this.
This is your life.
And it's ending one minute at a time.
You have to give up.
You have to give up.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
If this is your first night at Fight Club.....
you have to fight.
