On my own again, out at night on the streets.
Ruining my lungs on the bench where my crew usually meets…
Except for a passing car, every minute or five,
There are no sounds, and it makes me think about life…
I’m thinking about that I still got nothing done,
While I’m at the age of twenty fuckn one…
I’m running out of time, and I know that I should try,
But I’m scared of society, cause all humanity can do is lie…
No one is truly honest, there’s no one you can really trust…
Sorry if I just broke yr dreams, but also mine have been turned to dust…
Its in the human nature, to lie, and to deceive…
Crush anyone or thing in the way, just to earn or achieve…
What kind of idiotic species is the human race,
if we destroy our own living space, for a profit in short term ways?
The human race has gone to far,
When we go to war to fuel our car!
Slowly I awake, from the thoughts in my mind,
And wish that I wasn’t a part of mankind.
I trample out my smoke, and head for my place.
There I get in bed, and decide I’m staying there to wait for better days…