Why is it so hard to choose directions that my mind creates? The right time is not enough to deal with pain that makes us small It's what they urge from us, it's what we need from them The world is f**ed and so are we, it's cause of sick society It makes them strong when we fight back! Should we agree on things like that? It makes me sad that I can't be what I see in my dreams And feel when I'm alone, deliberating Keep away! Don't show your face around again And maybe you'll get a second chance