wake up with the feeling that the whole world got you down pressure that keeps building got you dragging on the ground chaos keeps on losing in no answers to be found for what you are feeling now danger that surrounds you it gets worse here everyday criminals in power want to take your rights away never hear your protest they won't have you have your say can't find a better way but you don't try just sit there and whine about your decline i think it's pathetic sort of life you choose methods abused - solutions refused well good for you but some day you will loose your life without even giving it a try depression's the only thing you'll find give it one chance before you die just got one day to get a life everyday procrastinate you won't get very far listen to religion try and tell you who you are marionettes on tv sets parade across your screen but you donna know what it all means think there is no point in trying to get up each day when problems theta confound only speed your slow decay future's relegated to a bland pathetic waste cause you can't find a better way know you'll never make it you don't even want to try waiting for the day when you can curl up and die tell anyone who'll listen the world's out to get you blame anyone you want you get the life you choose so when you gone get a clue no one's gone wait for you only you can make it all come true a never-ending struggle but one day you'll see the light may not think you'll make it don't give up without a fight stay fast to aspirations of what you think is right and fight on with all your might