It's so hard to think in this world,
When your mind is clouded by anger.
I search to find,
Some comfort and piece of mind.
But it's hard when day after day
It's the same (it's the same).
Are we living, are we breathing,
Or are we all doomed from the beginning.
To wander this sick f****** world.
No drection so full of aggression,
And hostility, no humility.
And when it all ends,
What will be of me,
Will I go th that wonderful place,
or fade away, as just a memory,
alone, rotting, dead.
When your mind is clouded by anger.
I search to find,
Some comfort and piece of mind.
But it's hard when day after day
It's the same (it's the same).
Are we living, are we breathing,
Or are we all doomed from the beginning.
To wander this sick f****** world.
No drection so full of aggression,
And hostility, no humility.
And when it all ends,
What will be of me,
Will I go th that wonderful place,
or fade away, as just a memory,
alone, rotting, dead.