Still the same question of the life I live
Nothing but sick promises is what I get
Try to see the future you talking about
But nothing in my sight will be in dark
C: Why am I to be... Why ?
The terror never ends
When you reach the low
It's only just a psychedelic show
See the people look at you with hate
So world is really my fate ?
C: Why am I to be... Why ?
I'm pushed to the ground
By fuckers in uniform
They grab me and catch me in a cell below
I'm in darkness with no one to call
Is this the day I reach my fall ?
