Reaching out for something you've got to feel
while clutching to what anda had thought was real

kicking at a dead horse pleases you
no way of menunjukkan your gratitude
so many things anda don't want to do
what is it? What have anda got to lose

what the hell
what is anda think you're gonna find?
hypocrite
boredom sets into the boring mind

struggle within it Suits anda fine
struggle within your ruin
struggle within anda meterai your own coffin
struggle within the struggling within

home is not a utama it becomes a hell
turning it into your prison cell
advantages are taken, not handed out
while anda struggle inside your hell...

Do anda see what I see?
Truth is an offense
You silence for your confidence

Do anda hear what I hear?
Doors are slamming shut
Limit your imagination, keep anda where they must

Do anda feel what I feel?
Bittering distress
Who decides what anda express?

Do anda take what I take?
Endurance is the word
Moving back instead of ke hadapan seems to me absurd

Doesn't matter what anda see?
Or into it what anda read?
You can do it your own way
If it's done just how I say

Independence limited
Freedom of choice
Is made for you, my friend
Freedom of speech is words that they will bend
Freedom with their exception

Do anda fear what I fear?...