Every fucking day I’m surrounded by filth When I get up from my bed I just find misery From my dreams to your eyes, on your face, on your smile Misery, misery, misery... I don’t mind.
We are inside of the worst jails Where’s the cure? We are inside in our own brain What will you do?
I’m so tired of this corrosion That my hate is my own blood Human’s sickness, children’s poison, Greatest coffins for this world
Only crossing my path deadly humans and snobs Who speak about freedom with all their rotten words Meanwhile this poisoned world never stops selling us Absolutely everything that we could never touch
Maybe you are enjoying our creeping death I can’t stand it Why don’t we start to play that funny game... Your Russian roulette
I’m so tired of this corrosion That my hate is my own blood Human’s sickness, children’s poison, Greatest coffins for this world