No escape from this cycle of hate Cursed to waste our lives chasing hopeless dreams We were promised happy endings Under false pretences the end is always out of reach We've had the wool pulled over our eyes We've been blinded by the lights for too long You can fool most of the people most of the time I know I'm being lied to.
'I saw the best minds of my generation Destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked Dragging themselves through the streets at dawn Looking for an angry fix' (- Allen Ginsberg)
An angry fix. Ugly and dissatisfied, empty and incomplete Aim for the stars maybe you'll hit the pavement The light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train.
No escape from this cycle of hate Cursed to waste our lives chasing hopeless dreams We were promised happy endings Under false pretences the end is always out of reach We've had the wool pulled over our eyes We've been blinded by the lights for too long You can fool most of the people most of the time I know I'm being lied to.
'I saw the best minds of my generation Destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked Dragging themselves through the streets at dawn Looking for an angry fix'. An angry fix. It never ends.