I wake up on a cold monday morning
I get up and i can feel one thing
another f**ing day is starting
and the clock of life is ticking
all my time is running away
there's no reason for me to stay
Freedom's just a word
lost in this strange world
where times still flies by
senseless days until we die
I wake up another lonely morning
i get up but there's still nothing
for breakfast just a cigarette
not the dream that i once had
all my time is running away
there's no reason for me to stay
Freedom's just a word
lost in this strange world
where times still flies by
senseless days until we die
My whole world should be rearranged
in a wicked way I can never change