There are no words that one can say | |
To justify oneself of existing conditions today | |
The race is on and yet the stakes are fucking high | |
So we gather all we can | |
Cause it ain't worth a shit when we die | |
For lack of resistance | |
We cling to our existence | |
Assuming position | |
Aborting your mission | |
Fed up with the fucking lies | |
Fed up with the world's demise | |
Fed up with the human race | |
I'll disappear without a trace | |
Trying times - no peace of mind | |
So we fight amongst ourselves | |
And we'll leave next to nothing behind | |
Fill the void - to satisfy | |
So we bite the hand that feeds us | |
A seemingly endless supply | |
In search for a saviour | |
Condoning this behaviour | |
Denial - we live in | |
When all is not forgiven |
There are no words that one can say | |
To justify oneself of existing conditions today | |
The race is on and yet the stakes are fucking high | |
So we gather all we can | |
Cause it ain' t worth a shit when we die | |
For lack of resistance | |
We cling to our existence | |
Assuming position | |
Aborting your mission | |
Fed up with the fucking lies | |
Fed up with the world' s demise | |
Fed up with the human race | |
I' ll disappear without a trace | |
Trying times no peace of mind | |
So we fight amongst ourselves | |
And we' ll leave next to nothing behind | |
Fill the void to satisfy | |
So we bite the hand that feeds us | |
A seemingly endless supply | |
In search for a saviour | |
Condoning this behaviour | |
Denial we live in | |
When all is not forgiven |
There are no words that one can say | |
To justify oneself of existing conditions today | |
The race is on and yet the stakes are fucking high | |
So we gather all we can | |
Cause it ain' t worth a shit when we die | |
For lack of resistance | |
We cling to our existence | |
Assuming position | |
Aborting your mission | |
Fed up with the fucking lies | |
Fed up with the world' s demise | |
Fed up with the human race | |
I' ll disappear without a trace | |
Trying times no peace of mind | |
So we fight amongst ourselves | |
And we' ll leave next to nothing behind | |
Fill the void to satisfy | |
So we bite the hand that feeds us | |
A seemingly endless supply | |
In search for a saviour | |
Condoning this behaviour | |
Denial we live in | |
When all is not forgiven |