You know I never would admit
My ambitions came to this
Always wanted to leave everything behind.
Living for today, no future plans in my way
Never wanted to commit myself to life

Rit:
Why are we, why not me, pretending we are living
For no one, no morals
our minds blind and disorderly

Distinguish right from wrong
Cleanse your self with worthless thoughts
Someone else will play for you the leader
Breath for us the air, will we ever be prepared
To accept the fact we are growing old outside?