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