I'm back from yesterday's chaos
And I know I need more from life
I try to walk my own way outside
I try to make it a beautiful day

Life's so cold, I'm so bored, fucking wars, I need more
Life's so cold, I'm so bored, the whore needs more...
so what've you got?

The road so far haven't broke me yet
But it might just be on the right track
Cause I still don't belong in this boring place
This bastard son will never fit in here

Life's so cold, I'm so bored, fucking wars, I need more
Life's so cold, I'm so bored, the whore needs more...
so what've you got?

I live for my so called human rights
But what the fuck do you really care about?
I see no humanity in this dark hole
Where you're just striving for your piece of gold

4#Dead roses
Lyrics: TB

Nothing left inside the society has raped my mind
Frightened of human speech I'm scared of life
There is nothing more to see, I just wanna hide
From this desert land I just wanna start to run

My roses are dead
In this garden of hate
My roses are dead
In this garden of fear

I have no more roses to give out to you
Cause my soul is dry like an old dirty well
I see nothing more at the end of this road
That's why you'd better hold me when I fall

My roses are dead
In this garden of hate
My roses are dead
In this garden of fear

I look at all the faces staring at my eyes
A line in my nose, I can no longer sleep
The fuckers they stare like they are in love
And I don't know what the fuck they want