Can you answer something that has been bothering me? Seems like you misplaced all your morality Because what you will defend I’ve called guilty Your reasons have no place inside this world you see This world is ever twisting like a knotted log For we kill men and give their rights unto the dogs So someday when you hear you will come again and bury me inside my mansions made of sand Won't you come Just say everybody's got a little good in of themselves And that if it feels good go an put it on the shelves Well I’m tired and drained and I’m going insane Because almost caught the lie See this virus is contagious And to me it seems there is no wonder why I am ready to leave I hope you're happy in your sleep While you dream of reality