I always waste my time just wondering
What the next man thinks of me
I'll never do exactly what i want
And i'll sculpt my life for your acceptance

I feel forgotten
Feel like rotting
(do you feel the same)
Adolescence
Just can't make sense
(it's calling my name)

I take a look around
And all the things i've found
I call it blind hatred
If you'd stop a while
And maybe if you'd smile
You would realize that we're all the same
It's just like our brain, when it goed insane
We feel the same pain.

All my life i've seem to have this need
I think at times it even turns greed
We all want to join some family
We'll even sacrifice a moral changing