stupid rage, no gain in words - that they just hear themselves
I try in vain to keep it silent when theyç£âe all awake
all theyç£âºe learned is how they need a god and how they blow
all this mud - explained and told to dust before my eyes
somehow I need a Jesus for my plan
to save the world and all that shit -
I canç£Ë control myself, Iç£Å½ just a sacred cramp !
to break would be immoral, but explain to me whatç£â right ?
I donç£Ë regret that sometimes I feel strange and what I do is wrong
I canç£Ë complete the world and when youç£ï¢l ask me all Iç£ï¢l do is lie
itç£â straight to happen just before my eyes
no greater love canç£Ë help the fear I hide
why canç£Ë I change a thing before my eyes
sometimes I wish that I could be so blind
