I can't see the light now, Act right now, Make the better change inside, but I don't even know how To defeat myself, stop being nothing The world seems to be as fake as all my clothing I can see money fake, I can see glory fake, I can see power fake and I can't make one more mistake I try to stay high, bow to stay low, I pray Lord for the new born
Waiting for the reason Stop living like in prison Stop being a prick, stop being a shit Start your own new slavery
To start a new slavery, pick up your favourite: A box of hatred to yourself or a depressionberry? Why am I so lost? Why am I so weak? In the prison of my habbits like a rat in a laboratory Lost so many ways, now I'm lasy, And all the shit that you appreciate drives me crazy Feel like I'm wet cigarette while I wanna burn I pray to Lord for the new born
Waiting for the reason Stop living like in prison Stop being a prick, stop being a shit Start your own new slavery