I don't like parties They avoid the truth People lying In search of a good time We smile avoid Unpleasant situations Put it off, maybe It will go away
Come together, divide by ages We're always talking though But nothing changes It's the end of a year... There's another one coming
There will be no victory No progress made If we do not stand apart From the enemy Oh weak foundations That we've laid Melt with the years You are nothing
We don't move forward But away We distance ourselves from Our history We justify it with cheap cliches We're just scared of dying