Confused state is full of hypocrites
Over-promoted and it makes me sick
Living with the problem till it made me tick
Out of touch, do we all submit?

It seems we've been dead for the pas twenty years
Rising from the grave for a motive not great
Wipe my eyes 'cause I can't see clear
No direction is gonna make me steer away
I don't know where we're going

Nothing I say never makes any sense
I'll do it my way 'cause I can't be like them
Every false try's a new attempt
This is just part of our creation

I packed my dreams and I put them on the shelf
I'm living extreme and it's killing my health
The house I live in is a prison cell
Been digging a hole that I can't escape

Rise above, until I lose it
Obstacles and disillusions
It's only myself I've been abusing
Sometimes life can be confusing
I don't where we're going
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