monday morning, routine begins for some is school and for others is work the hope I once had is falling apart these hands are about to fall
victims, another day of feeling old following these patterns modern life, money rules values, just values wich are imposed upon us
and yes, I'm a victim too and even seeing I'm not able to run even writing this song, doesnt make a difference but I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
victims, another day of feeling old following these patterns modern life, money rules values, just values wich are imposed upon us
and I try! and I try!!! not to bend, but it consumes me I'm consumed, I cant see, this pressure blinds me I cannot be me, we all forget who we are taking more than we need, lost in apathy and greed and just tell me, are we going to live or just merely exist? c'mon, tell me!! are you singing with me and willing break free?
victims, another day of feeling old following these patterns modern life, money rules values, just values wich are imposed upon us!!