Life gone to waste,it's such a shame.Nothing left to do but to figure the move,
that would set me free from this vanity,before I lose my sanity.
Crawlin trough this swamp called life,without hope of better tomorrow in sight.
Future seems no better than the past,how long does this suffering last?
Every day is like a bad sequel one after another.
There's no sense in this massive mess and no one just couldn't care less.
Unspeakable are the things that I could do if they only would help me get trough.
I can't see a chance like that,soon this tearing moment will turn as past.
Despite of this black agony I fight to defy destiny.
It's a killer trying to keep the pace as fate just shovels shit in my face.