
I have many things to complain
I have many things to confess
In this shit hole
I just can't stop being judgemental
Truth bloody truth is that
You'll never get along with anybody else
Even with yourself
Yea that's me
lack of sympathy
arrogant annoying
But I'm trying my best
“Grow up dude”
As I grew up digging deeper into this world I started to know why we’re hypocrites Why do saints die young that’s well said What is maturity? Is it just makeup on your faceIn front of your lover your friends and your family Our nature reveals thatWe are all just bonded by morality You will realize that most people can't think deepProbably don’t even know their purpose Maybe I'm being too subjective Yet so far it's a fact to meThe whole "being successful" thing seems like a complete lie to meall these people have tried itAnd so whatIn the end, there's nothing but greedAnd your cowardly compromise to the discipline of society Another puppet of this monstrous society Man we have to live for ourselves So like Embrace’s lyrics We’ve got to quit this game
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?