Selfless sabotage
Self-righteous paragon
Lacking virtue
Mockery of belief
No one remembers
The things you did or said
All your charity
Useless in the end
You die like you live
When you give and you give
You live like you’re dead
With a bullet to the head
Life goes on and on
Then one day you’re gone
Life is but a photograph
This is your biography; your epitaph
Hopes end up dashed
Friends getting smashed
They don’t matter
Just like you
Screaming and wailing
Desperately flailing
Tortured pit of rage
Deep anxiety
You die like you live
When you give and you give
You live like you’re dead
With a bullet to the head
Life goes on and on
Then one day you’re gone
Life is but a photograph
This is your biography; your epitaph
