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