*it's not the ending its the beginning the ground is moist and it rained last night smells like smoke and it smells so clean the sun is shining down like a freindly white light here we go again analyzed the world i was born into but i could never understand knew i never wanted to grow up if that meant being a "man" dominating strict competition is the meaning of our lives stomping on the weak keeps us the winner of the battle in our minds tensions in our lives that are attacking our minds unite themselves together to make our conciousness blind conditioned to self-interest with emotions locked away if that's what they call normal i'd rather be insane relax yourself from giving what you want to do with your life ease up from giving up things like control of yr own mind if you never ask any question then you're never gonna get no answer always be wondering what do you want while you keep getting older faster here we go again another test of manhood just when you thought youd won the more we keep competing the more the battle has just begun