How you love to have your blissful mind
Always playing the victim of life
"Please guide me, the world has been bad"
Now it's time for you to bend your head
I hope you seek the ability to empathise
Reflecting on your messed up empty life
Stacked that bunch of hard-called memories
Right behind your door's end
I can't get how you're feeling content
Now you're the loser in the end
The horizon reaches you fast
Because you're always running bad
