Drop Dead - The Gospel lyrics

Life is just a game But I guess that I will never ever win Everything is the same The more things has changed is less the change they made And we are covered with rags And we are looking out for flaws Just to hide our evenness, thus spake I Will B. Sad Inocence is missed But we find another ways to k** our dread Ignorance is bliss In a state in wich disilusion is the path Let aside what you don't care Live by your self interest And you will be on Forbes', thus spake I Will B. Sad Then everyone turned over me And I felt the cold of the fear And my shadow turns my dreams to d**h Then everything seems so apart And I used to cry in the dark And the cross to load was my own mind The reflection is not a crime Conformism as a law Do to other what they do to you I Will B. Sad