So many dreams and some contention spinning round inside my head like a dog teased with food I'm getting so pissed off with everything
It's not like we want a happy end just rather be worm out than rust away
We're not a tribe born to confront things We're not that cool but we'd like to be unique If this thought one day fades off into the stars we will sing out, to show where we are now
words we use, things we see with their support we still get lost But we'll be saved by the soul that burns for one instant in life
