Go great guns
You were misled into thinking they would help you
You were tricked and lost everything you owned
Beacouse we live in isolation in crowds
Where the friendship has been raped
I'm shocked

Modern mankind is the product
Of milions of years of evolution
And now we must live under pressure
And stucking in a groove

That doesn't make sense to me
I need a breath of fresh air
It's not my fault that
I can't adapt to sick