We've been over this before,
exactly how to take it through,
just keep your feet on the floor,
and allways know who is who,

'cus tendancies to lie,
reside all around you,
they won't mourn you when you die,
'cus your friends will all forget to,

it's bitter but it's true,
harsh but it's right,
it's amazing to see how few,
still remain in the light,

like there is no good,
only the absence of evil,
even though there should,
be opposition to something so lethal,

stretching to close the gap,
that grew when you oppened your eyes,
after waking from a subconcious nap,
all that's left is what you despise.